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SNOW, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: Brave winter and I shall ever agree
Last Line: Hurrah! Then hurrah! For the drifting snow!
Subject(s): Snow; Winter


Brave Winter and I shall ever agree,
Though a stern and frowning gaffer is he.
I like to hear him, with hail and rain,
Come tapping against the window pane;
I joy to see him come marching forth
Begirt with the icicle gems of the north;
But I like him best when he comes bedight
In his velvet robes of stainless white.

A cheer for the snow -- the drifting snow!
Smoother and purer than beauty's brow!
The creature of thought scarce likes to tread
On the delicate carpet so richly spread.
With feathery wreaths the forest is found,
And the hills are with glittering diadems crowned;
'Tis the fairest scene we can have below.
Sing, welcome, then, to the drifting snow!

The urchins gaze with eloquent eye
To see the flakes go dancing by.
In the thick of the storm how happy are they
To welcome the first deep snowy day!
Shouting and pelting -- what bliss to fall
Half smothered beneath the well-aimed ball!
Men of four-score, did ye ever know
Such sport as ye had in the drifting snow?

I'm true to my theme, for I loved it well.
When the gossiping nurse would sit and tell
The tale of the geese -- though hardly believed --
I doubted and questioned the words that deceived.
I rejoice in it still, and love to see
The ermine mantle on tower and tree.
'Tis the fairest scene we can have below.
Hurrah! then hurrah! for the drifting snow!




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