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Loreena McKennitt. "Snow"
Words by Archibald Lampman
White are the far-off plains,
And white the fading forests grow;
The wind dies out along the height,
And denser still the snow
A gathering weight on roof and tree,
Falls down scarce audibly.
The meadows and far-sheeted streams
Lie still without a sound;
Like some soft minister of dreams
The snow-fall hoods me round;
In wood and water, earth and air
A silence is everywhere.
Save when at lonely intervals
Some farmer's sleigh, urged on,
With rustling runners and sharp bells
Swings by me and is gone;
Or from the empty waste I hear
A sound remote and clear
The barking of a dog
To cattle, sharply pealed,
Borne echoing from some wayside stall
Or barnyard far afield;
Then all is silent and the snow
Falls settling soft and slow
The evening deepens and the grey
Folds closer earth and sky
The world seems so shrouded, so far away.
Its noises sleep, and I
As secret as yon buried stream
Plod dumbly on and dream...
I dream... I dream...
I dream... I dream...
I dream... I dream...
I dream...
I dream.
Loreena McKennitt. "Snow"
Words by Archibald Lampman
White are the far-off plains,
And white the fading forests grow;
The wind dies out along the height,
And denser still the snow
A gathering weight on roof and tree,
Falls down scarce audibly.
The meadows and far-sheeted streams
Lie still without a sound;
Like some soft minister of dreams
The snow-fall hoods me round;
In wood and water, earth and air
A silence is everywhere.
Save when at lonely intervals
Some farmer's sleigh, urged on,
With rustling runners and sharp bells
Swings by me and is gone;
Or from the empty waste I hear
A sound remote and clear
The barking of a dog
To cattle, sharply pealed,
Borne echoing from some wayside stall
Or barnyard far afield;
Then all is silent and the snow
Falls settling soft and slow
The evening deepens and the grey
Folds closer earth and sky
The world seems so shrouded, so far away.
Its noises sleep, and I
As secret as yon buried stream
Plod dumbly on and dream...
I dream... I dream...
I dream... I dream...
I dream... I dream...
I dream...
I dream.