Luyện nghe bài hát Snow

White are the plains, and white
The forests grow;
The wind out along the height
And still the snow,
A gathering weight on roof and
Falls down audibly.

The road before me and fills
Apace, and all
The dwindle, and the hills
Are blotted out;
The naked loom spectrally
Into the dim sky.

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

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

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 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 plod on and dream