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Beautiful Snow

Oh the snow the beautiful snow

Filling the sky and the earth below

Over tho house tops over the street

Over the heads of the people you meet

Dancing Flirting Skimming along

Beautiful snow it can do nothing wrong

Flying to kl«s a fair lady s cheek

Clinging to lips In a froliscome freak

Beautiful snow from the heavens above

Pure as angel and fickle as love

Oh the snow the beautiful snow

How the flakes gather and laygli as they

go

Whirling about in its maddening fun

It plays In its glee with cyeryone

Chasing Laughing Hurrying by

It lights up the face and it sparkles the

eye

And even the dogs with a bark and a

bound

Snap at the crystals that eddy around

The town is alive and its heart in a glow

To welcome the coming of beautiful snow

How the wild crowd goes swaying along

Hailing each other with humor and song

Mow the gay sledges like meteors flash

by

Bright for a moment then lost to the

eye Ringing Swinging Dashing they go

Over tho crest of tho beautiful snow

Snow so pure when It falls from the sky

To be trampled in mud by the crowd

rushing by

To be trampled and tracked by the thou-

sands of feet

Till it blends with the horrible filth of

the street

Once 1 was pure as the snow —but I fell

Fell like the snowflakes from heaven—to

hell

Fell to be tramped as the filth of the

street

Fell to be scoffed to be spit on and beat

Pleading Cursing Dreading to die

Selling my soul to whoever would buy

Dealing in shame for a morsel of bread

Hating the living and fearing the dead

Merciful God have 1 fallen so low

And yet I was once like the beautiful

snow

Onep T was fair as the beautiful snow

With an eye lirfe Its crystals a heart like

its glow

Once I was loved for my innocent grace

Flattered and sought for the charm of

my face Father Mother Sisters all

Cod and myself I have lost by my fall

The veriest wretch that goes shivering by

Will take a wide sweep lest I wander

too nigh

For all that is on or about me I know

There is nothing that s pure but the

beautiful snow

How strange It should be that this beau-

tiful snow

Should fall on a sinner with nowhere

to go

How strange it would be when the night

comes again

If the snow and the ice struck my des-

perate brain

Fainting Freezing Dying alone

Too wicked for prayer to weak for my

moan

To be heard in the crash of the crasy

town

Gone mad in its joy at th© snow s com-

ing down

To lie and to die in my terrible woe

With a bed and a shroud of beautiful

■now