O The SNOW, the beautiful snow,
Filling the sky and the earth below!
Over the house-tops, over the street,
Over the heads of the people you meet,
          Dancing,
            Flirting,
              Skimming along.
Beautiful snow! it can...

          STEADY, boys, steady!
          Keep your arms ready,
God only knows whom we may meet here.
          Don’t let me be taken;
          I ’d rather awaken,
To-morrow, in—no matter where,
Than lie in that foul prison-hole—over there....