"Still lie the sheltering snows, undimmed and white;
And reigns the winter's pregnant silence still;
No sign of spring, save that the catkins fill,
And willow stems grow daily red and bright.
These are days when ancients held a rite
Of expiation for the old year's ill,
And prayer to purify the new year's will."
Helen Hunt Jackson, A Calendar of Sonnet's: February
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I'd like to make a poll as Aladdin, Lynne and others have done, so that other fellows can vote and see the results in the end when I close it. Do I need to be higher level or attain certain badges in order to be able to do it? Thanks.