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— John Milton

Say, Heavenly Muse, shall not thy sacred vein 15

Afford a present to the Infant God?

Hast thou no verse, no hymn, or solemn strain,

To welcome him to this his new abode,

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TO WINTER

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Claude McKay·1889–1948·communist
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tay, season of calm love and soulful snows!There is a subtle sweetness in the sun,The ripples on the stream’s breast gaily run,The wind more boisterously by me blows,And each succeeding day now longer grows.The birds a gladder music have begun,The squirrel, full of mischief and of fun,From maples’ topmost branch the brown twig throws.I read these pregnant signs, know what they mean:I know that thou art making ready to go.Oh stay! I fled a land where fields are greenAlways, and palms wave gently to and fro,And winds are balmy, blue brooks ever sheen,To ease my heart of its impassioned woe.
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