II
by Percy Bysshe Shelley
· (no date)
Published 01/07/1880
Part of Lines: 'The cold earth slept below'
The wintry hedge was black,
The green grass was not seen,
The birds did rest on the bare thorn's breast,
Whose roots, beside the pathway track,
Had bound their folds o'er many a crack
Which the frost had made between.