Winter is good -- his Hoar Delights Italic flavor yield To Intellects inebriate With Summer, or the World --
Generic as a Quarry And hearty -- as a Rose -- Invited with Asperity But welcome when he goes.
Emily Dickinson’s speaker finds winter surprisingly welcome — but only for certain kinds of minds. Those who are “inebriate / With Summer, or the World” — tired of sweetness and distraction — get a jolt from winter’s frosty, distinct “italic flavor.” Winter itself is described as plain as a stone…
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