Thursday, January 22, 2009

A frosty, fiery sleepy-head

Another pleasantry.

Late lies the wintry Sun a-bed,
A frosty, fiery sleepy-head;
Blinks but an hour or two; and then,
A blood-red orange, sets again.

–Robert Louis Stevenson (1850–94)

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