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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=507793" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Winter-Time</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=507793" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Late lies the wintry sun a-bed, <br>A frosty, fiery sleepy-head; <br>Blinks but an hour or two; and then, <br>A blood-red orange, sets again. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=507793" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Before the stars have left the skies, <br>At morning in the dark I rise; <br>And shivering in my nakedness, <br>By the cold candle, bathe and dress. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=507793" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Close by the jolly fire I sit <br>To warm my frozen bones a bit; <br>Or with a reindeer-sled, explore <br>The colder countries round the door. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=507793" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">When to go out, my nurse doth wrap <br>Me in my comforter and cap; <br>The cold wind burns my face, and blows <br>Its frosty pepper up my nose. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=507793" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Black are my steps on silver sod; <br>Thick blows my frosty breath abroad; <br>And tree and house, and hill and lake, <br>Are frosted like a wedding cake.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Robert+Louis+Stevenson">Robert Louis Stevenson</a></strong></div>