...wings brushed the hand I put out. I stopped for a moment, remembering Emerson's snow-bird, who " Hops on the bough, then darting low, Prints his small impress...his gymnastic play Head downward, clinging to the spray. Here was this atom in full breath, Hurling defiance at vast death." My snow bird followed, apparently...

...Where January brings few faces." This poet, though he live apart, Moved bv his hospitable heart, 35 Sped, when I passed his sylvan fort, To do the honors...grazed my hand, Hopped on the bough, then, darting low, 40 Prints his small impress on the snow, Shows feats of his gymnastic play, Head downward, clinging...

...Where January brings few faces." This poet, though he live apart, Moved by his hospitable heart, 35 Sped, when I passed his sylvan fort, To do the honors...grazed my hand, Hopped on the bough, then, darting low, 40 Prints his small impress on the snow, Shows feats of his gymnastic play, Head downward, clinging...

...how, in the sharpest weather, he met in his wanderings a torn-tit that shamed his shivers—that ' Flew near, with soft wing grazed my hand, Hopped on...his gymnastic play, Head downward, clinging to the spray. ' Here was this atom in full breath Hurling defiance at vast death ; This scrap of valour j...

...Fine afternoon, old passenger 1 Happy to meet you in these places, Where January brings few faces.' This poet, though he live apart, Moved by his hospitable...his gymnastic play, Head downward, clinging to the spray. Here was this atom in full breath, Hurling defiance at vast death ; This scrap of valor just...

...Fine afternoon, old passenger ! Happy to meet you in these places, Where January brings few faces.' This poet, though he live apart, Moved by his hospitable...his gymnastic play, Head downward, clinging to the spray. Here was this atom in full breath, Hurling defiance at vast death ; This scrap of valor just...

...Fine afternoon, old passenger! Happy to meet you in these places, Where January brings few faces.' This poet, though he live apart, Moved by his hospitable...his gymnastic play, Head downward, clinging to the spray. Here was this atom in full breath, Hurling defiance at vast death ; This scrap of valor just...

...Fine afternoon, old passenger! Happy to meet you in these places, Where January brings few faces.' This poet, though he live apart, Moved by his hospitable...his gymnastic play, Head downward, clinging to the spray. Here was this atom in full breath, Hurling defiance at vast death; This scrap of valor just...

...Fine afternoon, old passenger! Happy to meet you in these places, Where January brings few faces." This poet, though he live apart, Moved by his hospitable...his gymnastic play, Head downward, clinging to the spray. Here was this atom in full breath, v Hurling defiance at vast death ; This scrap of valor just...

...you in these places, Where January brings few faces.' This poet, though he live apart, Moved by Ids hospitable heart, Sped, when I passed his sylvan fort,...his gymnastic play, Head downward, clinging to the spray. Here was this atom in full breath, Hurling defiance at vast death; This scrap of valor just...