Hoarfrost HWSM 01 024

2021-11-28T00:00:00Z

Hoarfrost The land's sharp features seemed to be       The Century's corpse outleant, His crypt the cloudy canopy,       The wind his death-lament. The ancient pulse of germ and birth       Was shrunken, hard, and dry, And every spirit upon earth       Seemed morrowless as I. Hardy, Thomas. "By the Century's Deathbed (The Darkling Thrush)." Graphic . 29 Dec. 1900. https://www.themorgan.org/blog/some-blessed-hope-whereof-he-knew-and-i-was-unaware