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An artist's eye would look around, Upon these calmer days, And view the pure white heaps of snow, With pleas'd and puzzl'd gaze. Like purest marble, deftly carv'd, They stretch o'er vale and hill, Fair monuments, not made by man, But rear'd by nature's skill. AN ARTIST'S EYE WOULD LOOK AROUND UPON THESE CALMER DAYS AND VIEW THE PURE WHITE HEAPS OF SNOW WITH PLEASED AND PUZZLED GAZE LIKE PUREST MARBLE DEFTLY CARVED THEY STRETCH O'ER VALE AND HILL FAIR MONUMENTS NOT MADE BY MAN BUT REARED BY NATURE'S SKILL
 stretches far, From wild Columbia's shore, To where those doleful voices are, And the Atlantic's roar. Oh brethren, friends down by the sea, With us your voices raise, Instead of groans, oh, shout with glee, With us, one shout of praise. And trust him, brethren, trust us, too, Seek not from us to go; Our country's good is weal for you, And common, all our woe. * * * * * A SNOW STORM. I hear the wintry wind again, I see the blinding snow, Pil'd high, by eddying winds, in heaps, No matter where I go. The storm is raging hard, without; But let us not complain, For fiercely tho' it rages now, A calm will come again. And, though the wildly raging storm Makes all things bleak and bare, Beside the fire we brave it well, And closer draw our chair. In social fellowship, our hearts With kindly thoughts grow warm; Then is there not a pleasant side, E'en to a raging storm? And when the angry storm has calm'd, As ev'ry storm must do, Then, sure, the tempest's handiwork, Has pleasant features, too.  A SNOWSTORM BY T F YOUNG READ FOR LIVERBOX DOT ORG BY SWEET HOME I HEAR THE WINTRY WIND AGAIN I SEE THE BLINDING SNOW PILED HIGH BY EDDYING WINDS IN HEAPS NO MATTER WHERE I GO THE STORM IS RAGING HARD WITHOUT BUT LET US NOT COMPLAIN FOR FIERCELY THOUGH IT RAGES NOW A CALM WILL COME AGAIN AND THOUGH THE WILDLY RAGING STORM MAKES ALL THINGS BLEAK AND BARE BESIDE THE FIRE WE BRAVE IT WELL AND CLOSER DRAW OUR CHAIR IN SOCIAL FELLOWSHIP OUR HEARTS WITH KINDLY THOUGHTS GROW WARM THEN IS THERE NOT A PLEASANT SIDE IN TO A RAGING STORM AND WHEN THE ANGRY STORM HAS CALMED AS EVERY STORM MUST DO THEN SURE THE TEMPEST'S HANDIWORK HAS PLEASANT FEATURES TOO
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