Green Mistletoe!

Oh, I remember now

A dell of snow,

Frost on the bough;

None there but I:

Snow, snow, and a wintry sky.

 

None there but I,

And footprints one by one,

Zigzaggedly,

Where I had run;

Where shrill and powdery

A robin sat in the tree.

 

And he whistled sweet;

And I in the crusted snow

With snow-clubbed feet

Jigged to and fro,

Till, from the day,

The rose-light ebbed away.

 

And the robin flew

Into the air, the air,

The white mist through;

And small and rare

The night-frost fell

In the calm and misty dell.

 

And the dusk gathered low,

And the silver moon and stars

On the frozen snow

Drew taper bars,

Kindled winking fires

In the hooded briers.

 

And the sprawling Bear

Growled deep in the sky;

And Orion's hair

Streamed sparkling by:

But the North sighed low,

"Snow, snow, more snow!"