"Had shaken down on earth the feathery snow,
And all was white"

"... yon clear spring, that, midst its herbs,
Wells softly forth and wandering steeps the roots
Of half the mighty forest "

“Heavily poured on the shuddering ground "

Ah me! what armed nations-Asian horde,
And Libyan host, the Scythian and the Gaul-
Have swept your base and through your passes poured"

"Midst greens and shades the Catterskill leaps "
"Here are old trees, tall oaks, and gnarled pines"

"There, when the winter woods are bare,
Walks the wolf on the crackling snow

"Flake after flake

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