SEE how the hills are candied o'er with snow. The trees can scarce their burdens undergo; Frost does the rivers' wonted course retain, That they refuse their tribute to the main: Winds, frost, and snow against our lives conspire; Lay on more wood (my friends) and blow the fire: 'Gainst their assaults let us our forces join, Dissolve the weather by the strength of wine. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE TIDE OF FAITH by MARY ANN EVANS THE CITY OF GOD by SAMUEL JOHNSON (1822-1882) SONNET: 64 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE THE MEMORY OF THE HEART by DANIEL WEBSTER FAST ANCHOR'D ETERNAL O LOVE! by WALT WHITMAN |