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The lakes of ice gleam bluer than the lakes / Of water 'neath the summer sunshine gleamed: / Far fairer than when placidly it streamed, / The brook its frozen architecture makes, / And under bridges white its swift way takes. / Snow comes and goes as messenger who dreamed / Might linger on the road; or one who deemed / His message hostile gently for their sakes / Who listened might reveal it by degrees. / We gird against the cold of winter wind / Our loins now with mighty bands of sleep, / In longest, darkest nights take rest and ease, / And every shortening day, as shadows creep / O'er the brief noontide, fresh surprises find.