He comes, — he comes, — the Frost Spirit comes! — from the frozen Labrador, —
From the icy bridge of the Northern seas, which the white bear wanders o'er, —
Where the fisherman's sail is stiff with ice, and the luckless forms below
In the sunless cold of the lingering night into marble statues grow!


Forty Thousand Quotations: Prose and Poetical (1917)

John Greenleaf Whittier Quotes

He comes, — he comes, — the Frost Spirit comes! — from the frozen Labrador, — From the icy bridge of the Northern seas, which the white bear...

He comes, — he comes, — the Frost Spirit comes! — from the frozen Labrador, — From the icy bridge of the Northern seas, which the white bear...

He comes, — he comes, — the Frost Spirit comes! — from the frozen Labrador, — From the icy bridge of the Northern seas, which the white bear...

He comes, — he comes, — the Frost Spirit comes! — from the frozen Labrador, — From the icy bridge of the Northern seas, which the white bear...