The Snow-Shower By William Cullen Bryant Stand here by my side and turn, I pray, On the lake below, thy gentle eyes; The clouds hang over it, heavy and gray, And dark and silent the water lies; And out of that frozen mist the snow In wavering flakes begins to flow; Flake after flake They sink in the dark and silent lake. See how in a living swarm they come From the chambers beyond that misty veil; Some hover awhile in air, and some Rush prone from the sky like summer hail. All, dropping swiftly or settling slow, Meet, and are still in the depths below; Flake after flake Dissolved in the dark and silent lake. Here delicate snow-stars, out of the cloud, Come floating downward in airy play, Like spangles dropped from the glistening crowd That whiten by night the milky way; There broader and burlier masses fall; The sullen water buries them all– Flake after flake– All drowned in the dark and silent lake. And some, as on tender wings they glide From their chilly birth-cloud, dim and gray, Are joined in their fall, and, side by side, Come clinging along their unsteady way; As friend with friend, or husband with wife, Makes hand in hand the passage of life; Each mated flake Soon sinks in the dark and silent lake. Lo! while we are gazing, in swifter haste Stream down the snows, till the air is white, As, myriads by myriads madly chased, They fling themselves from their shadowy height. The fair, frail creatures of middle sky, What speed they make, with their grave so nigh; Flake after flake, To lie in the dark and silent lake! I see in thy gentle eyes a tear; They turn to me in sorrowful thought; Thou thinkest of friends, the good and dear, Who were for a time, and now are not; Like these fair children of cloud and frost, That glisten a moment and then are lost, Flake after flake– All lost in the dark and silent lake. Yet look again, for the clouds divide; A gleam of blue on the water lies; And far away, on the mountain-side, A sunbeam falls from the opening skies, But the hurrying host that flew between The cloud and the water, no more is seen; Flake after flake, At rest in the dark and silent lake.
Driven back from a weekend away in Wales. Admiring the hard core bikers riding home from the dragon rally. Tents on the back of bikes ranging from sports to Honda c90 ...balmy lot.
Went for a good 5 mile cross country walk to help fix a hangover from last nights dinner with my neighbours.
Still going..... Airbox off... Just getting the throttle bodies out... Yey! Sent from my SM-G935F using Tapatalk
Job done... Valve clearances next which I won't be doing.... As that requires a bit more skill and 300 quids worth of special tools... Sent from my SM-G935F using Tapatalk
Just got back from the Dragon Rally it was cold and wet but excellent well worth going haven't been since the 70s try it you will love it
I've had and am still having a wintry type day. I've watched it snow. I've watched the Eddie the Eagle film. I've watched Ski Sunday. I'm now watching Countryfile up in CairnGorm. Later on I'll be watching The Jump, in the hope that the no marks taking part will injure themselves.
spent all weekend at Mountbatten centre Portsmouth, Hampshire youth county champs for swimming, two long days, daughter off form nots so good for her
Just setting off for a drive down to Hove for a few days working. And worked out how to add pressure to out hearing system
