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Dome of Many Coloured Glass
Contents:
A Winter Ride
Who shall declare the joy of the running!
Who shall tell of the pleasures of flight!
Springing and spurning the tufts of wild heather,
Sweeping, wide-winged, through the blue dome of light.
Everything mortal has moments immortal,
Swift and God-gifted, immeasurably bright.
So with the stretch of the white road before me,
Shining snowcrystals rainbowed by the sun,
Fields that are white, stained with long, cool, blue shadows,
Strong with the strength of my horse as we run.
Joy in the touch of the wind and the sunlight!
Joy! With the vigorous earth I am one.
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Chicago: Amy Lowell, "A Winter Ride," Dome of Many Coloured Glass, ed. Callaway, Morgan, Jr., 1962- in Dome of Many Coloured Glass (New York: George E. Wood, 1850), Original Sources, accessed May 28, 2023, http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=H4I3YKCIMB9TVJL.
MLA: Lowell, Amy. "A Winter Ride." Dome of Many Coloured Glass, edited by Callaway, Morgan, Jr., 1962-, in Dome of Many Coloured Glass, New York, George E. Wood, 1850, Original Sources. 28 May. 2023. http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=H4I3YKCIMB9TVJL.
Harvard: Lowell, A, 'A Winter Ride' in Dome of Many Coloured Glass, ed. . cited in 1850, Dome of Many Coloured Glass, George E. Wood, New York. Original Sources, retrieved 28 May 2023, from http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=H4I3YKCIMB9TVJL.
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