Luyện nghe bài hát Snow

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

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

The meadows and far-sheeted
Lie still without a
Like some soft minister of
The snow-fall hoods me
In wood and water, and air,
A everywhere.

Save at lonely intervals
farmer's sleigh, urged on,
With rustling runner and bells,
Swings by me and is
Or from the empty I hear
A sound and clear;

The barking of a dog, or
To cattle, pealed,
Borne, echoing from some wayside
Or barnyard far

Then all is silent and the snow
Settling and slow
The evening deepens and the
Folds earth and sky
The world shrouded, far away.

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