(art!. l)-lo.v | Over tbc houio tops,
ovur tlit* ulrDul^ Over the licads of
the people yuu uii-ct. Dancing,
Hlrlini-, Slimming along, llcautlful
snow Mt can do nothing won;, I'lyius lo
kUs a fair lady's dn:ft, Cllot-ln» to
lipi iu a Irolicsomi- frtak, IJeiutlful
snow froai the Heaven nbovc, l'uro as &Q
aaj^cl a^ ^eQtlu as love ! Oh '. the
Enow the beautiful mon-, lluw tho
Ihilics t-atlier and laugh M they go !
Whlrllne about In Its rnadili'nln); lun,
It plays In IU glee with every uae,
Chaslns, Laugliln^, llorryinp by, It
lights up U10 face, and It ipirkles the
e\v '. And even the dogs n-Hli a bark
and a bound, Snap at the crystals that
eddy ivouod, The town Is allvu and IU
heart In a glow, To welcome the coming
or beautiful know. How Uic wild crowd
goes swuylng along, Hailing each other
with boauly and son- I How U10 gay
sledges, like meteors flash by. Bright
for the moment then lost to tbe eyo ;
Hinging, Swlngloc, Dashing ilicy go.
Over the crust of the beautiful snow ;
Blow so pure when It falls from tho sky.
To be trampled In mod by the crowd
rushlne by. To be trampled and trackoJ
t-y the lliousandsof feet, Till It
blends iu tbe fiUh of U10 horrible
street. Once I was nnre as the snow-but
1 fell ! 1 oil lite the snow Hakes f.om
Heaven to Hell ; l'ell to b» tiampled as
tilth In Lhe street ; Fell In be
scoffed, to be [pit on and beat ;
Pleading, Cursing, Dreading to die,
Selling my soul to whoever would buy.
Dealing In sliamo for a morsel of bread,
Mirclful God ham 1 fallen solow ! And
yet I was once like tbe boautlful enow.
Once 1 was fair as the beautiful snow.
With an eye like the crystal a heart
like Its glow nattered and sought for
tbc charms of my face; 1-ather, Mother,
Bisters all, God, and myself, I Imve
lost by my full ; The veriest mi-tali
lhat goes shivering by ; Will lake a
vide sweep lest I wander too olsh, Pnr
all ttiat is on or above me, I kuow,
There la noLhlng so pure as the
beautiful snow. How strange It sbculd bo
that this beautiful snow Should fall on
a sinner with nowhere to go ! Huw
ttrangc it should be when the
nlghtcoincs again, If the snow and Ibc
Ice struck uiy desperate braiu,
Fainting, I'reezin-, Dying alone, Too
wicked for prayer, too weak for my moan
To b: heard in thB crazy town, To lie
and to die in my terrible woe, With abed
and a Ehrond of tbc teiutlfu! snow