ally o t severe but

    transient cold, and all ered or

    ts opaque surface in vain, till it

    reac is glorious to behis

    ribbon of er sparkling in the pond full

    of glee and yout spoke t,

    and of ts she scales

    of a leuciscus, as it ive fishe

    contrast beter and spring.  alden was dead and is alive

    again.  But t broke up more steadily, as I have said.

    torm and er to serene and mild her,

    from dark and sluggiso brigic ones, is a

    memorable crisis w is seemingly

    instantaneous at last.  Suddenly an influx of light filled my house,

    t er still

    over, and ty rain.  I looked

    out terday here lay

    transparent pond already calm and full of hope as in a summer

    evening, reflecting a summer evening sky in its bosom, though none

    e

    ance, t I had heard for

    many a t,  for

    many a t and powerful song as of yore.

    O t the end of a New England summer day!  If I

    could ever find twig s upon!  I mean wig.

    t least is not turdus migratorius.  tch pines and

    s my house, which had so long drooped, suddenly

    resumed ters, looked brighter, greener, and more

    erect and alive, as if effectually cleansed and restored by the

    rain.  I kne it  rain any more.  You may tell by

    looking at any t, ay, at your very wood-pile,

    er is past or not.  As it grew darker, I was

    startled by the woods, like

    ravellers ge