The Snow, a poem by Angelo

Oh, the Snow! the snow! Oh, the soft white snow;

Away the light feathery flakes dancing go;

Like spirits of light in the air they float

Each speck like a tiny fairy’s boat;

Or like veils of Ernaine from depths of sky

To cover the Earth and in beauty lie;

Or like gossamer garments to clothe the trees,

Borne far to the woods on the quivering breeze.

All nature enrobes in these plumes of light,

That sparkle like gems in the sunbeams bright.

Hiding the gloom of the barren Earth,

With these beautiful wreaths of heavenly birth.

How they dance in their gladness, whirling along

With a glee of their own, and their own sweet song.

Like a myriad doves, on their feathery pinions’

Bringing quiet and peace through God’s dominions.



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