“Announced by all the trumpets of the sky, Arrives the snow, and, driving o'er the fields, Seems nowhere to alight” — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
Announced by all the trumpets of the sky, Arrives the snow, and, driving o'er the fields, Seems nowhere to alight: the whited air Hides hills and woods, the river, and the heaven, And veils the farmhouse at the garden's end.… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
