The Earthly Paradise, Vol. 4 William Morris

Excerpt from The Earthly Paradise, Vol. 4: A Poem

December.

Dead lonely night and all streets quiet now,

Thin o"er the moon the hindmost cloud swims past

Of that great rack that brought us up the snow;

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