Literature and Art 



77 



"All pictured in silver sheen " 



Lesson 43 



THE FROST 



THE Frost looked forth one still, clear night, 

 And whispered, "Now I shall be out of sight, 

 So through the valley and over the height 



In silence I'll take my way. 

 I will not go on like that blustering train, 

 The wind and the snow, the hail and the rain, 

 Who make so much bustle and noise in vain. 

 But I'll be as busy as they." 



