• From “The Winter Morning Walk:” “The Task,” Bk. V.

    ’T IS the morning, and the sun with ruddy orb
    Ascending fires the horizon; while the clouds,
    That crowd away before the driving wind,
    More ardent as the disc emerges more,
    Resembles most some city in a blaze,
    Seen through the leafless wood. His slanting ray
    Slides ineffectual down the...

  • 'Tis morning; and the sun, with ruddy orb

    Ascending, fires th' horizon: while the clouds,

    That crowd away before the driving wind,

    More ardent as the disk emerges more,

    Resemble most some city in a blaze,

    Seen through the leafless wood. His slanting ray

    Slides ineffectual down the snowy vale,
    ...