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From The Fayetteville news.

1866-09-04 |

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Over tho heacU of the pfcople you meet.

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'i Boiiutiful Kiiowl it can do no n-ong.

l.v Jflyfiag toikisH a fair lady's -check, :

jjLCliiiuig to lips in a frolicsome freak, .

V Beautiful snow from tho Ilcaven above,

Pury as an angel, gentle as love!

Oh! ihe snow, the beautiful snow, .

How UiGfliikes gather and laugh as they go

Whirlinc; about in the maddening fun.

It pliiys in its glee with every ones r '

Chasing,'.

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- J ' Ilhrrying by;

;: ic ngnis i me lace anu is sparK.ie ine eye:

-And even tho dogs, 'with a bark and a bound,

ji Snap. at the crystals that eddy; around. 1 1

i'j The town is alive, and its heart in a glow,

. 'JV welcome thb coming of beautiful snow.

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'if Jlov wna iuu rowti govs swaying uiuiiy, i

.Hai.lfng "ertch other with humor or song!

HmJ the gay sledges 'like 'meteors, flash by,

niomcntrihfcn lost tothe eye; i

Ringing, ''.'.'.-

' Swinging, . .

v.V i ' Dashing they go, .

Over I he crust 'of tho beautiful wiow;

ft" To be trampled and tracked by. the thousand of i

k Tifl it Mends with the filth in the horrible street.

Otice, I was' pure as the snow but I fell!

l'Vll like, the -'snow-Hakes from heaven to -hell:

1 1 11 to bV trampled as tilth of the street;

; Fell, to be scoffed, to be spit on and beat:

j ; --'; ' Pleading, ,. ,

F' ;V"L; ' ' Cursing; - . ' .

-'.-.' Dreading to die)

! Si lhifg my soul to whoever would buy,

Dealing in' shame for .a morselj of bread,

ft. limiting llie-livhig nud-fe'aring tho dead;

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ifnl Clod! have I fallen so low? j '

vi t I uas.ence like the beautiful tnow.

t , (met- Iwus .fair as Hie beautiful mo?t

' f. Witu an eye like its crystal, a heart like its glow;

! .'-pne,e I whh lovf'tl for my inhocent grace--" i ;

.... ; - , rather,

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f; iU -a:i(l Jiivm if, I have lust by my lull;

: The -veriest wrd teb. that goes shivering by,

j f ; -AVUl.tak!? a v. ide sweep, lest I wander to nigh,

Th re- is nothing that's pure as the beautiful snow.

ij,'-vlIo.v:.v-'raTig' it; she.uhl be that this beautiful snow

ShotiM fall on a sinner with nowhere to go! j

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wouhl oe wnen tne mgnt conies

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snow-and the ice struck my desperate -brain,

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T'"' ',' ; .. jFrcezing, - - . :.-

' '; . - " ,'i'j-' Dying alone,

To'f"v.-!..-led ta' ii:ayer, too weak for a moan, iv

"Xo'.-T;e ln'iird i til t lio streets of a crazy town,

(io'ii'e-ni;id iujtljic s joy of the snow coming down,

To .lie iiud to dij3 in my terrible wo, . j

7 Tkyitli a luul snd a shroud of the beautiful siiow.

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