Versos English Thomas Hardy Birds At Winter Nightfall - (Triolet)

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Birds At Winter Nightfall - (Triolet)

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AROUND the house the flakes fly faster, And all the berries now are gone From holly and cotoneaster Around the house. The flakes fly!—faster Shutting indoors that crumb-outcaster We used to see upon the lawn Around the house. The flakes fly faster, And all the berries now are gone! MAX GATE.