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			 Sancta Maria ad Nives.  
	 Sancta Maria ad Nives. 
		
 
	
			 Come, see the north-wind's masonry,
 Out of an unseen quarry evermore
  Furnished with tile, the fierce artificer
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	 Come, see the north-wind's masonry,
 Out of an unseen quarry evermore
  Furnished with tile, the fierce artificer
   Curves his white bastions with projected roof
    Round every windward stake, or tree, or door.
     Speeding, the myriad-handed, his wild work
      So fanciful, so savage, naught cares he
       For number or proportion. 
		
 
	
			 Through the sharp air a flaky torrent flies,
 Mocks the slow sight, and hides the gloomy skies;
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	 Through the sharp air a flaky torrent flies,
 Mocks the slow sight, and hides the gloomy skies;
  The fleecy clouds their chilly bosoms bare,
   And shed their substance on the floating air. 
		
 
	
			 Where's the snow
 That fell the year that's fled--where's the snow?  
	 Where's the snow
 That fell the year that's fled--where's the snow? 
		
 
	
			 Come, night; come, Romeo; come, thou day in night;
 For thou wilt lie upon the wings of night
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	 Come, night; come, Romeo; come, thou day in night;
 For thou wilt lie upon the wings of night
  Whiter than new snow upon a raven's back. 
		
 
	
			 Our Lady of the Snows.
 [Lat., Notre Dames des Neiges.]  
	 Our Lady of the Snows.
 [Lat., Notre Dames des Neiges.] 
		
 
	
			 If but a dozen French
 Were there in arms, they would be as a call
  To train read more 
	 If but a dozen French
 Were there in arms, they would be as a call
  To train ten thousand English to their side,
   Or as a little snow, tumbled about,
    Anon becomes a mountain. 
		
 
	
			 Announced by all the trumpets of the sky,
 Arrives the snow, and, driving o'er the fields,
  Seems read more 
	 Announced by all the trumpets of the sky,
 Arrives the snow, and, driving o'er the fields,
  Seems nowhere to alight: the whited air
   Hides hills and woods, the river, and the heaven,
    And veils the farmhouse at the garden's end.
     The sled and traveller stopped, the courier's feet
      Delayed, all friends shut out, the housemates sit
       Around the radiant fireplace, enclosed
        In a tumultuous privacy of storm. 
		
 
	
			 Oh! the snow, the beautiful snow,
 Filling the sky and earth below,
  Over the housetops, over the read more 
	 Oh! the snow, the beautiful snow,
 Filling the sky and earth below,
  Over the housetops, over the street,
   Over the heads of the people you meet.
    Dancing,
     Flirting,
      Skimming along.