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ArtistI had often, cowled in the slumberous heavy air, Closed my inanimate lids to find it real, As I knew it would be, the colourful spires And painted roofs, the high snows glimpsed at the back, All reversed in the quiet reflecting waters —
A picturesque winter village with colorful buildings lining a tranquil river, framed by majestic snow-capped mountains under a bright blue sky, creating a serene and enchanting landscape.