Luyện nghe bài hát Snow

White are the plains, and white
The fading grow;
The wind dies out the height
And denser the snow,
A gathering weight on 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
the dim white sky.

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

Save when at lonely
Some farmer's sleigh, on,
With runner and sharp bells,
by me and is gone;
Or from the empty waste I
A sound remote and

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

all is silent and the snow falls
Settling and slow
The evening and the grey
closer earth and sky
The world shrouded, far away.

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