Luyện nghe bài hát Snow

White are the far-off plains, and
The forests grow;
The dies out along the height
And still the snow,
A weight on roof and tree
Falls down audibly.

The before me smooths and fills
Apace, and all
The dwindle, and the hills
Are slowly out;
The naked trees loom
the dim white sky.

The meadows and streams
Lie still a sound;
Like some soft of dreams
The snow-fall me round;
In and water, earth and air,
A everywhere.

when at lonely intervals
Some farmer's sleigh, on,
With 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, echoing from some stall
Or far afield;

Then all is silent and the snow
soft and slow
The evening and the grey
Folds earth and sky
The seems shrouded, far away.

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