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O winter! frozen pulse and heart of fire, / What loss is theirs who from thy kingdom turn / Dismayed, and think thy snow a sculptured urn / Of death! Far sooner in midsummer tire / The streams than under ice. June could not hire / Her roses to forego the strength they learn / In sleeping on thy breast. No fires can burn / The bridges thou dost lay where men desire / In vain to build. / O Heart, when Love's sun goes / To northward, and the sounds of singing cease, / Keep warm by inner fires, and rest in peace. / Sleep on content, as sleeps the patient rose. / Walk boldly on the white untrodden snows, / The winter is the winter's own release.