Now as one fails the beaten track to meet
Of milking maids & early foddering boys
The snow harsh presses neath ones hastning feet
Crumping & crumping with incessant noise
& brushing branches bye till then unstird
A powdery shower keeps constant pothering round
& een from movments of a startld bird
The trees white cloathing shivers to the ground
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