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Title: The Winter Traveller [sonnet]
Author: Henry Kirk White [ More Titles by White]
God help thee, Traveller, on thy journey far; The wind is bitter keen,--the snow o'erlays The hidden pits, and dangerous hollow ways, And darkness will involve thee. No kind star To-night will guide thee, Traveller,--and the war Of winds and elements on thy head will break, And in thy agonizing ear the shriek Of spirits howling on their stormy car Will often ring appalling--I portend A dismal night--and on my wakeful bed Thoughts, Traveller, of thee will fill my head, And him who rides where winds and waves contend, And strives, rude cradled on the seas, to guide His lonely bark through the tempestuous tide.
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