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Snow poem ....


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Wild air, world-mothering air,

Nestling me everywhere,

That each eyelash or hair

Girdles,goes home betwixt

The fleeciest, frailest-flixed

Snowflake; that's fairly mixed

With riddles, and is rife

In every least thing's life;

This needful, never spent,

And nursing element;

My more than meat and drink,

My meal at every wink;

This air, which, by life's law,

My lung must draw and draw

Now but to breathe its praise.

-Gerard Manley Hopkins

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