the c- rpse t.o

iis final vesting jiiaee. Sruuli a-« the

plain iacis cmcmmig her ?whofe '

Beautiful Snow ' will long be regarded

as one of the brightest gtais in

Arueiican literature. Oh ! the snow, the

Leasviful siww, Filling the sky and

earth biil--w, Over the housetop?, ovtr

the stieat, ?Over the ht&ds of the

people you mee% Dancing, FIli'lHlg,

Skimming along : Hoautfful snow ! it can

do no wrong ; I 'lying- to kiss a fair

lady's chi-ck, Ciingh-g to lips in

frd1ic?uniu fioalt, licautiful tiiow,

from heaven- sbiwe, Pure cs au angel,

ge.ule &s love ! Oil ! the snow, the

beautiful snow. How the flakes gsithtr

aud lau^h as ihey go, Whirling about iu

maudenirg lua, Chut,:Kg, La aghmg-,

liurryiiig by, It lights up »be face,

and it spaiklcs the eye ; And the dogs,

with si baik ami .-, boa id, }-~-j!3-}

Ht the crystals as tht.-y tdtly around ?

The town is alive, and its heart in a

glove. To weJcnie the comiug of

bea.u;ifui saow. How wi'd the crowd goes

swaying along-, liaiisEg c«ch other

witii !mmor ar.d *???'?-;; ; How the

g;A' s'.cigfis, like meteors. fl»i.ii

br. Brjgbt for a mojneat, thui: lam.

\i-(t\n. eye ;' Ixi^giisj.', Sv.inging,

Dashing they go Over the crust of the

beautiful snow ; (?now, so pure when it

fails from ihe sky, To be trampled and

tracked hy i!:ous;»u(is of feet, 'J ill

it blends with the filth in -the

horrible street. Oj;co I was pure 'as

ih« snow — but I fel! ! l''fcli like the

su-w li-ikcs from beaten t') he!!: Vv.ii

jo fou trampled as liith on the str«ut,

i'tli to be seuiied, to Le tpit on,

a:;ci beat ; 1'leaiJrtii,. CufMKg,

Ureadicg to die 5 Selling my soul !o

whonvor would buy; idling in jiif.riit-

for t is'trnel oi' bmaii ; liaiine tii«

living, and fearing- ill*; d-:aii.

l.itrciful God ! have 1 fail-u «?. iuw ?

And yet 1 w^s once iikt the bcaacit'al

snow. - Jnee I was fair a& the

l.caatila! sww.. 'Witli an eye like a

crystal, a lu-un Hhe its glow ; itiiC'j

I aus- li;vt:d f.jr niy inn- cent craca