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[ Also see Autumn Indian Summer Seasons Snow Spring Summer Weather ]

On a lone winter evening, when the frost
  Has wrought a silence.
      - John Keats (1),
        On the Grasshopper and Cricket

His breath like silver arrows pierced the air,
  The naked earth crouched shuddering at his feet,
    His finger on all flowing waters sweet
      Forbidding lay--motion nor sound was there:--
        Nature was frozen dead,--and still and slow,
          A winding sheet fell o'er her body fair,
            Flaky and soft, from his wide wings of snow.
      - Frances Anne "Fanny" Kemble (Mrs. Butler),
        Winter (l. 9)

Every winter,
  When the great sun has turned his face away,
    The earth goes down into a vale of grief,
      And fasts, and weeps, and shrouds herself in sables,
        Leaving her wedding-garlands to decay--
          Then leaps in spring to his returning kisses.
      - Charles Kingsley, Saint's Tragedy
         (act III, sc. 1)

Up rose the wild old winter-king,
  And shook his beard of snow;
    "I hear the first young hard-bell ring,
      'Tis time for me to go!
        Northward o'er the icy rocks,
          Northward o'er the sea,
            My daughter comes with sunny locks:
              This land's too warm for me!"
      - Charles Godfrey Leland, Spring

Winter is not a season, it's an occupation.
      - Sinclair Lewis

The day is ending,
  The night is descending;
    The marsh is frozen,
      The river dead.
      - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Where, twisted round the barren oak,
  The summer vine in beauty clung,
    And summer winds the stillness broke,
      The crystal icicle is hung.
      - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Winter giveth the fields, and the trees so old, their beards of icicles and snow.
      - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Take winter as you find him, and he turns out to be a thoroughly honest fellow with no nonsense in him, and tolerating none in you, which is a great comfort in the long run.
      - James Russell Lowell

The stiff rails were softened to swan's-down, and still fluttered down the snow.
      - James Russell Lowell

It snowed and snowed, the whole world over,
  Snow swept the world from end to end.
    A candle burned on the table;
      A candle burned.
      - Boris Pasternak, Doctor Zhivago

Behold the groves that shine with silver frost, their beauty withered, and their verdure lost!
      - Alexander Pope

But see, Orion sheds unwholesome dews;
  Arise, the pines a noxious shade diffuse;
    Sharp Boreas blows, and nature feels decay,
      Time conquers all, and we must time obey.
      - Alexander Pope, Ode to Winter (l. 85)

Winter is icumen in,
  Lhude sing Goddamm,
    Raineth drop and staineth slop,
      And how the wind doth ramm!
        Sing: Goddamm.
      - Ezra Pound, The Ancient Mariner

In the bleak midwinter
  Frosty wind made moan,
    Earth stood hard as iron,
      Water like a stone;
        Snow had fallen, snow on snow,
          Snow on snow,
            In the bleak midwinter,
              Long ago.
      - Christina Georgina Rossetti,
        A Christmas Carol

Wintry boughs against a wintry sky;
  Yet the sky is partly blue
    And the clouds are partly bright.
      Who can tell but sap is mounting high,
        Out of sight,
          Ready to burst through?
      - Christina Georgina Rossetti,
        Spring Signals to Winter

When dark December glooms the day, and takes our autumn joys away.
      - Sir Walter Scott

Well-apparelled April on the heel of limping winter treads.
      - William Shakespeare

When great leaves fall, the winter is at hand.
      - William Shakespeare

Here feel we not the penalty of Adam;
  The seasons' difference, as the icy fang
    And churlish chiding of the winter's wind,
      Which, when it bites and blows upon my body
        Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say
          'This is no flattery'; these are counsellors
            That feelingly persuade me what I am.
      - William Shakespeare, As You Like It
         (Duke Senior at II, i)

Winter's not gone yet, if the wild geese fly that way.
      - William Shakespeare, King Lear
         (Fool at II, iv)

When all aloud the wind doth blow,
  And coughing drowns the parson's saw,
    And birds sit brooding in the snow,
      And Marian's nose looks red and raw,
        When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl,
          Then nightly sings the staring owl,
              Tu-whit, tu-who: a merry note,
                While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
      - William Shakespeare, Love's Labor's Lost
         (Winter at V, ii)

When icicles hang by the wall,
  And Dick the shepherd blows his nail,
    And Tom bears logs into the hall,
      And milk comes frozen home in pail,
        When blood is nipped, and ways be foul,
          Then nightly sings the staring owl,
              Tu-whit, tu-who: a merry note,
                While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
      - William Shakespeare, Love's Labor's Lost
         (Winter at V, ii)

Now is the winter of our discontent
  Made glorious summer by this son of York;
    And all the clouds that lowered upon our house
      In the deep bosom of the ocean buried.
      - William Shakespeare,
        The Tragedy of King Richard the Third
         (King Richard at I, i)

A sad tale's best for winter. I have one
  Of sprites and goblins.
      - William Shakespeare, The Winter's Tale
         (Mamillius at II, i)

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