The meadows and far-sheeted streams
Lie still without a sound;
Like some soft minister of dreams
The snow-fall hoods me around;
In wood and water, earth and air
Silence is everywhere
Save when at lonely spells
Some farmer's sleigh, urged on,
With rustling runners and sharp bells
Swings by me and is gone;
Or from the empty waste I hear
A sound remote and clear
The barking of a dog
To cattle is sharply pealed,
Borne echoing from some wayside stall
Or barnyard far afield;
Then all is silent and the snow falls
Settling soft and slow
The evening deepens and the grey
Folds closer round the sky
The world seems shrouded, so far away.
Its noises sleep, and I as secret as
Yon buried stream plod dumbly on and dream.
I dream ... (8x)
Lyrics: Archibald Lampman (1861-1899)
Music: Loreena McKennitt
From: A winter garden (1995).
And from: A Midwinter Night's Dream (2008).
Source of the lyrics: the CD booklet. With some corrections by Enrico Crisostomo and by me.
This song, with an extra stanza between the first and the second above, and made with different musician can be found on Loreena's CD To drive the cold winter away (1987).
===> A few links to info on and poems of Archibald Lampman
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