Saturday, December 4, 2010

Blow, you wintry winds

Blow, you wintry winds,
Blow cold, blow cruel.
Blow how ye will,
Your chill can ne'er compare
To the coldness in his heart.
December's frigid gale
Is warmer than is he:
So cold, so cruel.
So blow, you wintry winds,
And moan for this poor fool
Whose heart's a frozen sea:
Now cold, now cruel,
Who ne'er looks back at me.


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5 comments:

  1. Wow, I think this was one of my definite favorites!

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  2. How many of us knows a "poor fool" such as he?

    This is quite heart breaking.

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  3. so beautiful and sad!

    beautiful painting and poem indeed!

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  4. !what's a beautiful!
    Greetings from Barcelona

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