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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512718" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Winter</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512718" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">No more the morn with tepid rays<br>Unfolds the flower of various hue; <br>Noon spreads no more the genial blaze,<br>Nor gentle eve distills the dew.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512718" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The lingering hours prolong the night,<br>Usurping darkness shares the day;<br>Her mists restrain the force of light,<br>And Phoebus holds a doubtful sway.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512718" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">By gloomy twilight half revealed,<br>With sighs we view the hoary hill,<br>The leafless wood, the naked field,<br>The snow-topp'd cot, the frozen rill.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512718" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">No music warbles through the grove,<br>No vivid colours paint the plain;<br>No more with devious steps I rove<br>Through verdant paths, now sought in vain.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512718" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Aloud the driving tempest roars;<br>Congeal'd impetuous showers descend;<br>Haste, close the window, bar the doors,<br>Fate leaves me Stella, and a friend.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512718" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">In nature's aid let art supply<br>With light and heat my little sphere;<br>Rouse, rouse the fire, and pile it high;<br>Light up a constellation here.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512718" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Let music sound the voice of joy!<br>Or mirth repeat the jocund tale;<br>Let love his wanton wiles employ,<br>And o'er the season wine prevail.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512718" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Yet time life's dreary winter brings,<br>When mirth's gay tale shall please no more;<br>Nor music charm, though Stella sings;<br>Nor love, nor wine the spring restore.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=512718" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Catch the, O! catch the transient hour,<br>Improve each moment as it flies;<br>Life's a short Summer - man a flower,<br>He dies - alas! how soon he dies!</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=Samuel+Johnson">Samuel Johnson</a></strong></div>

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