+42 Ah! So the snow has snowed!
My window now is a frost garden.
Ah! So the snow has snowed!
What is the spasm of Living?
To the pain that I have, I have.
All the ponds lie frozen,
My soul is black! Where we live? Where we go?
All his hopes lie frozen
For I am the new Norway
Whence the sky blondes have gone.
Weep, February birds,
As the sinister shudder of things,
Weep, February birds,
Weeps my tears, weeps my roses,
To all the branches of juniper.
Ah! So the snow has snowed!
My window now is a frost garden.
Ah! So the snow has snowed!
What is the spasm of Living?
To the boredom that I have, I have!
