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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=510034" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Winter In Canada</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nay tell me not that, with shivering fear,<br>You shrink from the thought of wintering here;<br>That the cold intense of our winter-time<br>Is severe as that of Siberian clime,<br>And, if wishes could waft you across the sea,<br>You, to-night, in your English home would be. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Remember, no hedges there now are bright<br>With verdure, or blossoms of hawthorn white;<br>In damp, sodden fields or bare garden beds<br>No daisies or cowslips show their heads;<br>Whilst chill winds and skies of gloomy hue<br>Tell in England, as elsewhere, ’tis winter too. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Away with dull thoughts! Raise your brooding eyes<br>To yonder unclouded azure skies;<br>Look round on the earth, robed in bridal white,<br>All glittering and flashing with diamonds bright,<br>While o’er head, her lover and lord, the sun,<br>Shines brightly as e’er in summer he’s done. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">In a graceful sleigh, drawn by spirited steed,<br>You glide o’er the snow with lightning speed,<br>Whilst from harness, decked with silvery bells,<br>sweet showers the sound on the clear air swells;<br>And the keen bracing breeze, with vigor rife,<br>Sends quick through your veins warm streams of life. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Or, on with your snow-shoes, so strong and light,<br>Thick blanket-coat, sash of scarlet bright,<br>And, away o’er the deep and untrodden snow,<br>Through wood, o’er mountain, untrammelled to go<br>Through lone, narrow paths, where in years long fled,<br>The Indian passed with light active tread. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">What! dare to rail at our snow-storms, why<br>Not view them with poet’s or artist’s eye?<br>Watch each pearly flake as it falls from above,<br>Like snowy plumes from some spotless dove,<br>Clothing all objects in ermine rare,<br>More sure than the bright robes which monarchs wear. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Have you not witnessed our glorious nights,<br>So brilliant with gleaming Northern lights,<br>Quick flashing and darting across the sky<br>While far in the starry heavens on high<br>The shining moon pours streams of light<br>O’er the silent earth, robed in dazzling white. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">There are times, too, our woods show wond’rous sights<br>Such as are read of in “Arabian Nights,”<br>When branch and bough are all laden with gems<br>Bright as those that deck Eastern diadems;<br>And the sun sheds a blaze of dazzling light<br>On ruby and opal and diamond bright. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Only tarry till Spring on Canadian shore,<br>And you’ll rail at our Tenters, then, no more;<br>New health and fresh life through your veins shall glow,<br>Spite of piercing winds—spite of ice and snow,<br>And I’d venture to promise, in truth, my friend,<br>’Twill not be the last that with us you’ll spend.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Rosanna+Eleanor+Leprohon">Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon</a><div class=q>
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You shrink from the thought of wintering here;
That the cold intense of our winter-time
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