"Berried" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... is in her car; Not undelightful is the purer air In winter, when the keen north-east is high, When frost fantastic his cold garland weaves Of brittle flowers, or soft-succeeding snows Gather without apace, and heavy load The berried sweetbrier, clinging to my pane. 300 The blackbird, then, that marks the ruddy pods Peep through the snow, though silent is his song, Yet, pressed by cold and hunger, ventures near. The robin group, familiar, muster round The garden-shed, where, at his dinner set, The laboured hind ...
— The Poetical Works of William Lisle Bowles, Vol. 1 • William Lisle Bowles |
