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 and fills
Apace, and all
The fences dwindle, and the
Are slowly out;
The trees loom spectrally
Into the dim sky.

The meadows and far-sheeted
Lie still a sound;
Like some soft minister of
The snow-fall hoods me
In and water, earth and air,
A everywhere.

Save when at intervals
Some sleigh, urged on,
With runner and sharp bells,
by me and is gone;
Or the empty waste I hear
A remote and clear;

The barking of a dog, or
To cattle, pealed,
Borne, echoing from wayside stall
Or barnyard far

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

Its noises sleep, and I as as
Yon buried stream plod dumbly on and