Oh beautiful cool clear fall day, though true I love your deep blue skies, and bounteous clouds
and your still easy sandal-temperature day, still,
I love you not more than the dark rains of February,that ,unrelenting, fall and freeze
across the hardened ice,with the snows gathered already down upon the ground,
as we stumble along through cold winds and spitting cold,
no one about but the stark broad land of winter.
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