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From Village record.

1869-12-17 |

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of that paper, on Abe , Morning, of

g it

the day, loitering the ; irt`o,deakhohp,poem

apiieared in prinefor, tEI fi rst time., : ',When

1 the -pa Pei nobtainltik : ill ; , Poili, 4 liiimit'ont 'ins

;Sundarmortiing; the body of' tho'Viotiiiiiiiid'

inerifeCreoeiyod.lntrialb r it. Thee, et tantiollx - of

;Thomas Itaahaaati ,Roali t , opo ~ 0f41)43 Arpt,

Anierman poets; Wks so taken with tiii,r.,

stirring pathos, that he inlinbdiatetiloltiiroil

the "corpse twits - ittat -- Itestitipplitee:' ,l Bibb

aye the?,plaio, , faMs concerning qiet..-ithosoi

Tool:0Ni. Snow' 0 halt, long be, , j ro membered,

as one of the br ightest

~ geins in American

jit e at t ite . w ,-, ~ , ~ , . ... 'Li i -.. _ ,

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Oh ! the snow, the honutifal snot:!

Filling the sky end the euth below,

Oyer the isottlet4eitivei theitreet,l

Over the beads of . ,the people you meet ) ,

Paneing,

. Flirting, .

,:- ,11

81tipping eking;

t it

!Thing to 'dews falkikillr'ei " I

' Clinging to, lips irr a frelicstiana freak 4

~PealAtiful,onotv, from a.hel3.eaveria.above,, .4 4 ; ;

Pure as an angel,. gentle as. love t r

Oh ! theories*, the beiutiful snot*,'

Row the flakes.gather and laugh' as they ire;

Whirling about in their maddening inn,

It plays in its glee with every; one 7

Chasing,

, !.,

: taughing;

Hurrying bY!

It lights' an elm taco , and 'sparkles t !le..

Snd'the Playitio : dogs,YVith nlintrk and, a bound ?

, Snap at thi,:crystvkis s ilitt,t. eddy, around;,

The and its hearts. in, a glow ,

VelFome the comingfof,beautifulsnow,,

1 " -1, : ,

Row wildly the crowd gots Awflyingolimg,

..;

Railing each Other, with hemorand,aongl

How the gay sledges like meteors pap by. ,

blight, for a moment., then lot to the eye !

Ringing,

Swingitig, ,

Over the crust Of the beautiful snow--

Snow so pure-when it falls from, the sky, ; ;

As tdmake one regret to sea it lie

To be trampled end tracked Ville thonsendia of

.feet, ,

~,,;

Till it blends with the, filth, in the horrible street.

Onde I was pure as the snow. but r fell. 2 '

Fell like enow.Hakes, froni beaten to hell';

Fell to be trampled, as filth in the street;

Fell to be scoffed, to be spit un and be beat ;

Pleading,

Cursing, ,

ireading to die;

Selling my 'win' td whoeiree would buy ;

MEMO

Dealing in thin:m . lore morsel of bread; ' '

Hating the living end haring the dead.

Poki Have I fallen so low ? , ,

And yet. I was ?nee Ake the heap Wel snow ,

Once ' I was &it as.the hettatiful'inow, '

With on eye like a chrystal, a heart like its glOvr;

Once lase 4 for my innocenegrace,

Flattered and sought for the charms ot the,,faco,

Father.

;....;

Mother,

oat iitta inyt , elf have loth by my inll'!

vorieit welch that. goes shivering bY "

Will make a wide swoop lest Cwander too:nigh;

For all that is on or sboreme, I know

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, There'strathitig 40 pare as she biantirribenovr. .

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