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 But see, Orion sheds unwholesome dews;
 Arise, the pines a noxious shade diffuse;
  Sharp Boreas blows, and read more 
 But see, Orion sheds unwholesome dews;
 Arise, the pines a noxious shade diffuse;
  Sharp Boreas blows, and nature feels decay,
   Time conquers all, and we must time obey. 
People don't notice whether it's winter or summer when they're happy.
People don't notice whether it's winter or summer when they're happy.
 Whose woods these are I think I know.
 His house is in the village though;
  He will read more 
 Whose woods these are I think I know.
 His house is in the village though;
  He will not see me stopping here
   To watch his woods fill up with snow. 
 In the bleak midwinter
 Frosty wind made moan,
  Earth stood hard as iron,
   Water read more 
 In the bleak midwinter
 Frosty wind made moan,
  Earth stood hard as iron,
   Water like a stone;
    Snow had fallen, snow on snow,
     Snow on snow,
      In the bleak midwinter,
       Long ago. 
 The frost performs its secret ministry,
 Unhelped by any wind.  
 The frost performs its secret ministry,
 Unhelped by any wind. 
 On a lone winter evening, when the frost
 Has wrought a silence.  
 On a lone winter evening, when the frost
 Has wrought a silence. 
In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.
In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.
 And for the season it was winter, and they that know the winters 
of that country know them to read more 
 And for the season it was winter, and they that know the winters 
of that country know them to be sharp and violent, and subject to 
cruel and fierce storms. . . . For summer being done, all things 
stand upon them with a weather-beaten face, and the whole 
country, full of woods and thickets, represented a wild and 
savage hue. 
I grew up in New Hampshire. My closest neighbor was a mile away. The deer and the raccoons were my read more
I grew up in New Hampshire. My closest neighbor was a mile away. The deer and the raccoons were my friends. So I would spend time walking through the woods, looking for the most beautiful tropical thing that can survive the winter in the woods in New Hampshire.