- SAFE from the stormy weather,
- The blinding snow, to-night,
- Come, let us sit together
- Anear the lamp's mild light.
- Come, read to me the story,
- The grand, majestic strain
- Of Eden's pristine glory,
- And beauteous Eve, again',
- Of Paradise, the quiet
- Abode of peace and love
- Ere sin began to riot,
- Or the Lord frowned above
- While to Eve were her lover,
- His kiss, the marriage rite,
- And all around, above her,
- Unutterable delight:
- So thanks to Milton -- we will
- Seize one more hour of life,
- To banish thoughts of evil,
- Of wrong, and cross, and strife,
- So, while without are falling
- The feather-flakes of snow,
- These moments, unappalling,
- Shall soft us spring-time flow.
- And thoughts that may be present
- To us throughout the night,
- Shall be in memory's crescent
- Like snow-flakes, pure and white.
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