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Poem by Henry Alford


Had I the wondrous magic to invest
Ideal forms in colour, I would paint
Thee, winter, first, by an ideal saint
Deep in his beads: on his bare ribs should rest
A cross of lichened boughs: and duly pressed
Each morn by horny knees, one for each bone,
There should be two round hollows in the stone,
Whither his bent limbs should be half addressed.

And in the entry of the holy cave
Where the same saint should sit, a laughing boy,
Naked, and all aglow with play and joy,
Should peer full slily on that father grave,
In the full blessedness of childhood's morn,
And laugh his crusty solitude to scorn.

Henry Alford

Poem Theme: Winter

Henry Alford's other poems:
  1. Summit of Skiddaw, July 7, 1838
  2. 1846
  3. Written at Ampton, Suffolk, January, 1838
  4. Haddon Hall, Derbyshire, July, 1836
  5. August 19, 1830

Poems of the other poets with the same name:

  • William Shakespeare Winter ("When icicles hang by the wall")
  • Dante Rossetti Winter ("How large that thrush looks on the bare thorn-tree!")
  • Robert Southey Winter ("A wrinkled crabbed man they picture thee")
  • Samuel Johnson Winter ("No more the morn with tepid rays")
  • Robert Burns Winter ("THE wintry wast extends his blast")
  • William Morris Winter ("I am Winter, that do keep")
  • Charles Mackay Winter ("When the tempests fly")
  • George Russell Winter ("A DIAMOND glow of winter oer the world")
  • Janet Hamilton Winter ("Loud blaw the wild an' wintry win's")
  • Edith Nesbit Winter ("HOLD your hands to the blaze")
  • Anne Hunter Winter ("Behold the gloomy tyrants awful form")
  • John Lapraik Winter ("STERN Winter comes, with threatning frown")

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