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Wednesday, January 12, 2011

On Snow, by Ralph Waldo Emerson

"Come, see the north-wind's masonry, Out of an unseen quarry evermore Furnished with tile, the fierce artificer Curves his white bastions with projected roof Round every windward stake, or tree, or door. Speeding, the myriad-handed, his wild work So fanciful, so savage, naught cares he For number or proportion."
-Ralph Waldo Emerson

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