- I stood for a long while before the shop window
Looking at the blue butterflies embroidered on tawny silk.8 lines - It is night time, and cold, and snow is falling,
And no wind grieves the walls.19 lines - The first bell is silver,
And breathing darkness I think only of the long scythe of time.19 lines - Like an old tree uprooted by the wind
And flung down cruelly8 lines - On the day when my uncle and I drove to the cemetery,
Rain rattled on the roof of the carriage;10 lines - How many times have we been interrupted
Just as I was about to make up a story for you!26 lines - When I was a boy, and saw bright rows of icicles
In many lengths along a wall8 lines - It is now two hours since I left you,
And the perfume of your hands is still on my hands.10 lines - As I walked through the lamplit gardens,
On the thin white crust of snow,15 lines - The day opens with the brown light of snowfall
And past the window snowflakes fall and fall.19 lines - My heart is an old house, and in that forlorn old house,
In the very centre, dark and forgotten,21 lines - Many things perplex me and leave me troubled,
Many things are locked away in the white book of stars19 lines - The music of the morning is red and warm;
Snow lies against the walls;15 lines
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