The First Snow

From the Boston Transcript. The clouds had gathered far and wide ; The wind, unshackled, free, Went whirling through the realms of space In wild exultant glee. The oaks, majestic in their strength, Upon their trumpets played ; The pines, with their weird, measured sounds, High in the darknessed swayed. Then carne a spirit noiselessly, A radient, snovvy form, In dancing, rhythmic motion to The musie of the storm. It danoed above the craggy cliffs ; It danced above the sea ; The sons of Neptune all upsprung And joined the revelry. So passed the night ; when morning came A silence vast and deep Hung over all, and Nature's soul Lay wrapt in placid sleep.