Fragment - December 18, 1847

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    Soft through the silent air descend the feathery snow-flakes;
    White are the distant hills, white are the neighboring fields;
    Only the marshes are brown, and the river rolling among them
    Weareth the leaden hue seen in the eyes of the blind.

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