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A Winter Idyl ... And, for the winter fireside meet, ... As was my sire's that winter day,
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theotherpages.org/poems/whitt02.html
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Under such circumstances story-telling was a necessary resource in the long winter evenings. My father when a young man had traversed the wilderness to Canada, and could tell us of his adventures with Indians and wild beasts, and of his sojourn in the French villages.
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As was my sire's that winter day, How strange it seems, with so much gone; Of life and love, to still live on! Ah, brother! only I and thou; Are left of all that circle now,--; The dear home faces whereupon; That fitful firelight paled and shone.
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en.wikisource.org/wiki/Snow-Bound:_A_Winter_Idyl
en.wikisource.org/wiki/Snow-Bound:_A_Winter_Idyl
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Author Whittier, John Greenleaf, 1807-1892 ... Illustrator Fenn, Harry, 1845-1911 ... Title Snow-Bound; A Winter Idyll...
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www.gutenberg.org/etext/20226
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Whittier’s works have fallen out of favor with contemporary poetry readers, and that’s too bad because reading Snow-Bound: A Winter Idyl . is a real pleasure. ... He is best known for his long poem, Snow-Bound: A Winter Idyl, which depicts the activities of his family during a snow storm. The charm of the poem...
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www.suite101.com/article.cfm/american_poetry/97939
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THE FLIGHT OF THE RB-1, COAST TO COAST IN FORTY-THREE HOURS. by Morris, Henry ... Limited to only 35 numbered copies. What happens when you arrive back in California at the end of World War II and have a 30 day leave but no transportation to get back to your home in Philadelphia. ... If you are Henry Morris, you charter a...
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www.oakknoll.com/detail.php?d_booknr=39691
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LibriVox recording of Snow-Bound: A Winter Idyl, by John Greenleaf Whittier. Read by Paul Henry Tremblay. A 750-line idyllic poem about a snow-storm from the narrator's childhood. (Summary by Paul Tremblay); For more free audio books or to become a volunteer reader, visit LibriVox.org.
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www.archive.org/details/snowbound_pht_librivox
www.archive.org/details/snowbound_pht_librivox
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And, for the winter fireside meet, Between the andirons' straddling feet, The mug of cider simmered slow, The apples sputtered in a row, And, close at hand, the basket stood ; With nuts from brown October's wood.
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www.poemhunter.com/poem/snowbound-a-winter-idyl/
www.poemhunter.com/poem/snowbound-a-winter-idyl/
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And, for the winter fireside meet, Between the andirons’ straddling feet, The mug of cider simmered slow, The apples sputtered in a row, And, close at hand, the basket stood ; With nuts from brown ... from Snowbound: A Winter Idyll; John Greenleaf Whittier ... Making Meanings; from Snowbound: A Winter Idyll...
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nexuslearning.net/books/Elements_of_Lit_Course5/Snowbou...
nexuslearning.net/books/Elements_of_Lit_Course5/Snowbound.htm
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