THE SNOW had begun in the gloaming, And busily all the night Had been heaping field and highway With a silence deep and white.
Every pine and fir and hemlock Wore ermine too dear for an earl, And the poorest twig on the elm-tree Was ridged inch deep with pearl. – James Russell Lowell
Have you seen but a bright lily grow, Before rude hands have touched it? Have you marked but the fall o the snow Before the soil hath smutched it?… O so white! O so soft! O so sweet is she! – Ben Johnson
In the bleak midwinter Frosty wind made moan, Earth stood hard as iron, Water like a stone; Snow had fallen, snow on snow, Snow on snow, In the bleak midwinter, Long ago. – Christina Rossetti
We live longer than our forefathers; but we suffer more from a thousand artificial anxieties and cares. They fatigued only the muscles, we exhaust the finer strength of the nerves. – Edward George Bulwer-Lytton
Im perfectly happy when I look out at an audience and its all women. I always think its kind of odd, but then, more women than men, I think, read and write poetry. – Diane Wakoski
