Luyện nghe bài hát Snow

White are the plains, and white
The fading forests
The wind out along the height
And denser the snow,
A gathering on roof and tree
down scarce audibly.

The road me smooths and fills
Apace, and all
The dwindle, and the hills
Are blotted slowly
The trees loom spectrally
the dim white sky.

The meadows and streams
Lie without a sound;
Like some minister of dreams
The snow-fall hoods me
In and water, earth and air,
A everywhere.

Save at lonely intervals
Some farmer's sleigh, on,
With rustling 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, from some wayside stall
Or barnyard far

Then all is silent and the falls
soft and slow
The deepens and the grey
Folds closer and sky
The world shrouded, far away.

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