Has wrought a silence.
Arise, the pines a noxious shade diffuse;
Sharp Boreas blows, and nature feels decay,
Time conquers all, and we must time obey.
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At first thin wavering; till at last the Flakes
Fall broad, and wide, and fast, dimming the day
With a continual flow. The cherished Fields
Put on their winter-robe of purest white,
'Tis brightness all; save where the new Snow melts
Along the mazy current.
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RGB: 41 50 49
RGB: 41 50 49
HEX: #6FA6F6
RGB: 111 166 246
RGB: 111 166 246
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RGB: 42 98 211
RGB: 42 98 211
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RGB: 238 204 156
RGB: 238 204 156
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RGB: 252 255 238
Kindled through agitation to a flame,
Which oft, they say, some evil Spirit attends,
Hovering and blazing with delusive light,
Misleads the amazed night-wanderer from his way
To bogs and mires, and oft through pond or pool;
There swallowed up and lost, from succour far.
