by Christina Georgina Rossetti (1830 - 1894)

I dug and dug amongst the snow
Language: English 
I dug and dug amongst the snow,
	And thought the flowers would never grow;
I dug and dug amongst the sand,
	And still no green thing came to hand.

Melt, o snow! the warm winds blow
	To thaw the flowers and melt the snow;
But all the winds from every land
	Will rear no blossom from the sand.

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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
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