Hermann Georg Scheffauer
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London in Snow
White, white they lie, smoke-smitten roofs and streets,-
Their yearlong black distemper blanched away;
Their faces and their spaces gray in sheets
Of splendor wonder-wrought are born to Day.
Air-flocking armies seize the shackled town;
Their tents are bright on house-tops and in fields;
Their lances hang in rows, their banners drown
The blinded lawns that gleam like argent shields.
Clad on with ermine, lo! the muffled limbs
Of trees grow shadows mated unto night;
The roving eye is lured along the rims
Of walls that stretch victorious lines of ...