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200 POEMS AND SONGS
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A MEETING
... O’rr uplands fresh swift sped my sleigh...
A light snow fell; along the way
Stood firs and birches slender.
The former pondered deep, alone,
The latter laughed, their white boughs shone; —
All brings a picture tender.
So light and free is now the air;
Of all its burdens stripped it bare
The snow with playful sally.
I glimpse behind its veil so thin
A landscape gay, and high within
A snow-peak o’er the valley.
But from the border white and brown,
Where’er I look, there’s peeping down
A face... but whose, whose is it?
I bore my gaze ’neath cap and brim
And see the snowflakes swarm and swim;—
Will some one here me visit?
A star fell on my glove... right here...
And here again . .. its unlike peer;...
They will with riddles pose me.
And smiles that in the air abound
From eyes so good ...I look around...
”*T is memory besnows me.
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