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The Frost performs its secret ministry	A
Unhelped by any wind The owlet's cry	B
Came loud and hark again loud as before	C
The inmates of my cottage all at rest	D
Have left me to that solitude which suits	E
Abstruser musings save that at my side	F
My cradled infant slumbers peacefully	A
'Tis calm indeed so calm that it disturbs	G
And vexes meditation with its strange	H
And extreme silentness Sea hill and wood	I
With all the numberless goings on of life	J
Inaudible as dreams the thin blue flame	K
Lies on my low burnt fire and quivers not	L
Only that film which fluttered on the grate	M
Still flutters there the sole unquiet thing	N
Methinks its motion in this hush of nature	O
Gives it dim sympathies with me who live	P
Making it a companionable form	Q
Whose puny flaps and freaks the idling Spirit	R
By its own moods interprets every where	S
Echo or mirror seeking of itself	T
And makes a toy of Thought	U
	-
But O how oft	V
How oft at school with most believing mind	W
Presageful have I gazed upon the bars	X
To watch that fluttering stranger and as oft	V
With unclosed lids already had I dreamt	Y
Of my sweet birthplace and the old church tower	O
Whose bells the poor man's only music rang	Z
From morn to evening all the hot Fair day	A2
So sweetly that they stirred and haunted me	A
With a wild pleasure falling on mine ear	B2
Most like articulate sounds of things to come	C2
So gazed I till the soothing things I dreamt	Y
Lulled me to sleep and sleep prolonged my dreams	D2
And so I brooded all the following morn	E2
Awed by the stern preceptor's face mine eye	B
Fixed with mock study on my swimming book	F2
Save if the door half opened and I snatched	G2
A hasty glance and still my heart leaped up	H2
For still I hoped to see the stranger's face	I2
Townsman or aunt or sister more beloved	J2
My playmate when we both were clothed alike	K2
	-
Dear Babe that sleepest cradled by my side	F
Whose gentle breathings heard in this deep calm	L2
Fill up the interspersed vacancies	M2
And momentary pauses of the thought	U
My babe so beautiful it thrills my heart	N2
With tender gladness thus to look at thee	A
And think that thou shalt learn far other lore	C
And in far other scenes For I was reared	O2
In the great city pent mid cloisters dim	P2
And saw nought lovely but the sky and stars	X
But thou my babe shalt wander like a breeze	M2
By lakes and sandy shores beneath the crags	M2
Of ancient mountain and beneath the clouds	M2
Which image in their bulk both lakes and shores	M2
And mountain crags so shalt thou see and hear	B2
The lovely shapes and sounds intelligible	Q2
Of that eternal language which thy God	R2
Utters who from eternity doth teach	S2
Himself in all and all things in himself	T
Great universal Teacher he shall mould	T2
Thy spirit and by giving make it ask	U2
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Therefore all seasons shall be sweet to thee	A
Whether the summer clothe the general earth	V2
With greenness or the redbreast sit and sing	N
Betwixt the tufts of snow on the bare branch	W2
Of mossy apple tree while the nigh thatch	X2
Smokes in the sun thaw whether the eave drops fall	Y2
Heard only in the trances of the blast	Z2
Or if the secret ministry of frost	A3
Shall hang them up in silent icicles	M2
Quietly shining to the quiet Moon	B3

Samuel Taylor Coleridge

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