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Listen, the wind is still,
And far away in the night
See! the uplands fill
With a running light.
Open the doors. it is warm;
And where the sky was clear
Look! the head of a storm
That marches here!
Come under the trembling hedge
Fast, although you fumble...
There! did you hear the edge
Of winter crumble
Open the doors. it is warm;
And where the sky was clear
Look! the head of a storm
That marches here!
