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ht, From your stations in the sky Do you see my love to-night? White the snow beneath my feet, Whiter far her holy breast; Peaceful are the mighty woods, But her eyes are soft with rest. Sweet the scent of spruce and pine, Sweeter, though, her fragrant breath; Tell her, tell her, gentle stars, I am hers alone till death. _Dark Days_ The sun has left his throne, The sky is leaden-hued; The hopeless winds bemoan, In icy aisles, their fate. All day the shadows press About the forest's nuns, That dream in loneliness Their dreams of birds and spring. _The Unanswerable_ O sombre skies that ever mourn, O silent skies so grey and stern, Are ye the curtains of that bourne Where we at last our fate must learn? Is it behind your gloomy veil The Judge with Book of Judgment stands? Where we must pass, with faces pale, Awaiting judgment at His hands? O sombre skies that frown all day Upon us hopeless, hapless men, When Death shall beckon us away What happens then? What happens then? _Vain Dreams_ The trees, my sisters, robed in white, Now dream of spring; Of sun-lit day and fragrant night, Of birds that sing. They little think that I can tell About their pain; They do not know I dream as well A dream most vain. _December_ Beneath a shroud of unpolluted white, The frozen hills lie silent and asleep; And moveless spruce and ghostly birches keep Their silent vigils through the endless night. The frozen creeks, long voiceless, partly veiled 'Neath drifting snow, dream fondly of the trees; Within the woods no bird's song and no breeze Make wondrous music when the skies have paled. The kingly sun ne'er sends his laughing rays To wake the hills and warm the trees and streams; His face is hid, and hid are now the beams That woke the world on long-dead summer days. The patient moon with all her silent train Of maiden stars patrols the roads on high, And watches well all things that sleeping lie Till Spring's first song shall waken them again. The white world sleeps, and all is very still, Except when rises on the frosted air From out its chilly and forbidding lair
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