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C.N. Douglas, comp. Forty Thousand Quotations: Prose and Poetical. 1917.
Frost
All the panes are hung with frostWild wizard-work of silver lace.
T. B. Aldrich.
What miracle of weird transformingIs this wild work of frost and light,This glimpse of glory infinite!
Whittier.
Come see the north-wind’s masonry.Out of an unseen quarry evermoreFurnished with tile, the fierce artificerCurves his white bastions with projected roofRound every windward stake, or tree, or door.
Emerson.
These winter nights, against my windowpaneNature with busy pencil draws designsOf ferns and blossoms and fine spray of pines,Oak-leaf and acorn and fantastic vines,Which she will make when summer comes again—Quaint arabesques in argent, flat and cold,Like curious Chinese etchings.
T. B. Aldrich.
He comes,—he comes,—the Frost Spirit comes!—from the frozen Labrador,—From the icy bridge of the Northern seas, which the white bear wanders o’er,—Where the fisherman’s sail is stiff with ice, and the luckless forms belowIn the sunless cold of the lingering night into marble statues grow!
Whittier.
