Poems ✍️
  08.10.2025
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Author: Robert Louis Stevenson

It Blows A Snowing Gale

IT blows a snowing gale in the winter of the year;
The boats are on the sea and the crews are on the pier.
The needle of the vane, it is veering to and fro,
A flash of sun is on the veering of the vane.
Autumn leaves and rain,
The passion of the gale.


  winter sea Storm

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