Luyện nghe bài hát Snow

White are the plains, and white
The fading 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 slowly out;
The naked trees spectrally
Into the dim sky.

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

Save when at intervals
Some farmer's sleigh, on,
With runner and sharp bells,
by me and is gone;
Or from the waste I hear
A sound remote and

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

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

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