Salt Lake Herald | 1891-04-18 | Page 6 | The Birth of Snow

THE BIRTH OF SNOW Athwart high heavens glistening golden walls Expiring summers soft and saddened sigh Sweeps mournfully and Zions domeless halla Hurl to and fro the seasons drear death cry Cold from the dying summer gods broad chest The breath that bore that last sad sigh was sent And chilled throughout the halls of Heavenly Rest And to the scented balmy air discomfort lent Each seraph then the dirge of summer softly sings Each angel closer clasps his robes of milky white And from thomultimillion shapely shivering wings Chaste clouds of pearly plumage take their flight Down through the soundless quaking voids they go To fall upon the quivering earth afar as snow Earle H Eaton in Drakes Magazine