Gnarled Acorn-Oaks Against A West Of Copper, Cavernous With Fire; A Wind Of Frost That Gives No Rest To Such Lean Leaves As Haunt The Brier, And Hide The Cricket'S Vibrant Wire. Sear, Shivering Shocks, And Stubble Blurred With Bramble-Blots Of Dull Maroon; And Creekless Hills Whereon No Herd Finds Pasture, And Whereo'Er The Loon Flies, Haggard As The Rainless Moon.