Suddenly I saw the cold and rook-delighting heaven
That seemed as though ice burned and was but the more ice,
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| High UK 2014 |
And thereupon imagination and heart were driven
So wild that every casual thought of that and this
Vanished, and left but memories. -The Cold Heaven by Yeats
I love this time when our seasons cross with the Northern hemisphere, here a cold and wild day, the last of Winter, one could easily slip into any of the High UK clothes. I like the philosophy and poetry of the images.
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