A selection of quotations pondering the chill
winds and quiet thoughts of winter
|Announced by all the trumpets of the sky,|
Arrives the snow.
Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803-1882)
Poems, "The Snowstorm," 1847
A sad tale's best for winter.
There's a certain Slant of light,
|In winter I get up at night|
And dress by yellow candlelight.
Robert Louis Stevenson (1850-1894)
A Child's Garden of Verses, "Bed in Summer," 1885
In the bleak midwinter
Christina Rossetti (1830-1894)
I prefer winter and fall, when you feel the bone structure in the landscape . . .
Andrew Wyeth (1917- )
|Whose woods these are I think I know.|
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
Robert Frost (1874-1963)
"Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening," 1923
Every mile is two in winter.
George Herbert (1593-1633)
Over the river and through the wood,
Lydia Maria Child (1802-1880)
|Winter lies too long in country towns; hangs on until it is stale and shabby, old and sullen.|
Willa Cather (1873-1947)
My Ántonia, 1918
Winter is icumen in,
Ezra Pound (1885-1972)
And for the season it was winter, and they that know the winters of that country know them to be sharp and violent, and subject to cruel and fierce storms . . . For summer being done, all things stand upon them with a weather-beaten face, and the whole country, full of woods and thickets, represented a wild and savage hue.
William Bradford (1590-1657)
|When all aloud the wind doth blow,|
And coughing drowns the parson's saw,
And birds sit brooding in the snow,
And Marian's nose looks red and raw,
When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl.
It snowed and snowed, the whole world over,
Boris Pasternak (1890-1960)
Poetry for the Seasons
Love Poems on the Web
Favorite Poem Project
Modern American Poetry
The Oxford Book of English Verse 1250-1900