• Lyrics

  Wide, sparkling fields snow-vestured lie
  Beneath a blue, unshadowed sky,
  A glistening splendor crowns the woods
  And bosky, whistling solitudes;
  In hemlock glen and reedy mere
  The tang of frost is sharp and clear;
  Life hath a jollity and zest,
  A poignancy made manifest;
  Laughter and courage have their way
  At noontide of a winter’s day.
  Faint music rings in wold and dell,
  The tinkling of a distant bell,
  Where homestead lights with friendly glow
  Glimmer across the drifted snow.

  Lucy Maud Montgomery

Published by Oxford University Press