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 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. 
 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? 
 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. 
 Lawn as white as driven snow,
 Cyprus black as e'er was crow,
  Gloves as sweet as damask read more 
 Lawn as white as driven snow,
 Cyprus black as e'er was crow,
  Gloves as sweet as damask roses,
   Masks for faces and for noses,
    Bugle bracelet, necklace amber,
     Perfume for a lady's chamber,
      Golden quoifs and stomachers
       For my lads to give their dears,
        Pins and poking-sticks of steel,
         What maids lack from head to heel. 
 As I saw fair Chloris walk alone,
 The feather'd snow came softly down,
  As Jove, descending from read more 
 As I saw fair Chloris walk alone,
 The feather'd snow came softly down,
  As Jove, descending from his tow'r
   To court her in a silver show'r.
    The wanton snow flew to her breast,
     As little birds into their nest;
      But o'ercome with whiteness there,
       For grief dissolv'd into a tear.
        Thence falling on her garment hem,
         To deck her, froze into a gem. 
 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. 
 Our Lady of the Snows.
 [Lat., Notre Dames des Neiges.]  
 Our Lady of the Snows.
 [Lat., Notre Dames des Neiges.] 
 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.