Luyện nghe bài hát Snow

White are the plains, and white
The fading forests
The wind dies out along the
And still the snow,
A gathering on roof and tree
Falls scarce audibly.

The road before me smooths and
Apace, and all
The fences dwindle, and the
Are blotted slowly
The trees loom spectrally
Into the dim sky.

The and far-sheeted streams
Lie still without a
Like some soft minister of
The snow-fall me round;
In and water, earth and air,
A everywhere.

Save when at lonely
Some farmer's sleigh, on,
rustling runner and sharp bells,
Swings by me and is
Or from the waste I hear
A remote and clear;

The of a dog, or call
To cattle, pealed,
Borne, from some wayside stall
Or far afield;

all is silent and the snow falls
Settling soft and
The deepens and the grey
Folds earth and sky
The seems shrouded, far away.

Its sleep, and I as secret as
Yon buried stream dumbly on and dream