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letra de the first snowfall - james russell lowell

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the snow had begun in the gloaming
and busily all the night
had been heaping field and highway
with a silence deep and white

every pine and fir and hemlock
wore ermine too dear for an earl
and the poorest twig on the elm-tree
was ridged inch deep with pearl

from sheds new-roofed with carrara
came chanticleer’s m-ffled crow
the stiff rails were softened to swan’s-down
and still fluttered down the snow

i stood and watched by the window
the noiseless work of the sky
and the sudden flurries of snow-birds
like brown leaves whirling by

i thought of a mound in sweet auburn
where a little headstone stood;
how the flakes were folding it gently
as did robins the babes in the wood

up spoke our own little mabel
saying, ‘father, who makes it snow?’
and i told of the good all-father
who cares for us here below

again i looked at the snowfall
and thought of the leaden sky
that arched o’er our first great sorrow
when that mound was heaped so high

i remembered the gradual patience
that fell from that cloud like snow
flake by flake, healing and hiding
the scar of our deep-plunged woe

and again to the child i whispered
‘the snow that husheth all
darling, the merciful father
alone can make it fall! ‘

then, with eyes that saw not, i kissed her;
and she, kissing back, could not know
that my kiss was given to her sister
folded close under deepening snow

- james russell lowell

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