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Snowflakes
and Sunbeams
by
William Wilfred Campbell
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SNOW
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DOWN
out of heaven,
Frost-kissed
And wind driven,
Flake upon flake,
Over forest and lake, |
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Cometh
the snow.
Folding the forest,
Folding the farms,
In a mantle of white;
And the river’s great arms,
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Kissed
by the chill night
From clamor to rest,
Lie all white and shrouded
Upon the world’s breast.
Falling so slowly
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Down
from above,
So white, hushed, and holy,
Folding the city
Like the great pity
Of God in His love; |
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Sent
down out of heaven
On its sorrow and crime,
Blotting them, folding them
Under its rime.
Fluttering, rustling,
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Soft
as a breath,
The whisper of leaves,
The low pinions of death,
Or the voice of the dawning,
When day has its birth, |
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Is the
music of silence
It makes to the earth.
Thus down out of heaven,
Frost-kissed
And wind driven,
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Flake
upon flake,
Over forest and lake,
Cometh the snow. |
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