ONCE I WAS PURE.
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Oh ! the snow, the beautiful snow.
Filling the sky and the earth below ;
Over the house-tops, over the streets.
Over the heads of the people yon meet ;
Dancing,
Flirting, '
Skimming along.
Beautiful anow, it can do nothing wrong :
Flying to kiss a fair lady's cheek,
Clinging to lips in a frolicksoiue freak,
Beautiful snow from heaven above,
Pare as an angel, gentle as love !
Oh ! the anow, the beautiful snow.
How the flakes gather and laugh as they go !
Whirling about in its maddening fun,
It plays in its glee with every one, '
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,
Giving a welcome to the beautiful snow.
How the wild crowd goes swaying along, . .
Hailing each other with humor and song I
Uow the gay sledges, like meteors, nasn Dy,
Bright for a moment, then lost to the eye;
Ringing, ' V
Swinging,
Dashing they go, '
Over the crust of the beautiful suow 1
Snow so pure when itiulls from the sky.
To be trampled in the mud by the crowd rush-
- ing by ! - ' T
To be trampled and tracked by the thousands
of feet, ,
Till it blends with the filth of the horrible
streets.
Once I was pure as the snow but I fell J
Fell like the snow flake from heaven to hell,
Fell to be trampled as filth in the street ;.
Fell to' be scoffed ; to be. spit on and beat .
Pleading, ,
I, . , Cursing, . .
, Dreading to die,
Selling my soul to whoever would buy,
Dealing in shame for a morsel of bread.
Hating the living aud fearing the dead ;
Merciful God 1 have I fallen so low Y
And yet I tatjaWonce like the beautiful snow.
; Norfolk Advertisements.:
Hymah, Dancy & Co;
l Commission Merchants,'
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-.- . Norfolk, Va.
i The New fork House will be conducted by
Juo. S. Dancy, aided by R. W. Uyman.
The Norfolk House will be conducted bj:
Jno.TI. Hymati and F. M. Hyman. -
i Particular attention given to the
sale of Cottou, Corn, Wheat,.-Kara! Stores,
&. c. &c
j Sept. 12th, I860. . ' 26 tf.
6nce I was fair as the beautiful suow,
With an eye like a crystal, a heart like it
glow !
Once. I was loved for my innocent grace
Flattered and sought for the charms of my face;
Father, ,
Mother,
, , Sisk-rs, all . ;
God, and myself, I have lost by my fall ;
The veriest wretch that goes shivering by.
Will take a wide sweep, less I wander too nigh.
tor all that is in or above me, I know,
There is nothing that's pure as the beautiful
snow ! ,
Uow strange it should be that the beautiful
snow ! . -Shmild
fall on a sinner with nowhere to go I
How strange it should be when the night
comes of ain.
If the snow and the ice struck my desi erate
brain,
Fainting, " .
. . Freesing, .
i . .;, . .. Dying alone.
Too wicked f or prayer, too v eak for my moan
To be Jieard in. the jubilant town, .
irone mad in tne joy ot the snow cowing
Tolie and to die in my terrible woe,
With a bed and, a shroud in the beautiful
. snow.