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Dinah Maria Craik (Дина Мария Крейк)


The Path Through the Snow


BARE and sunshiny, bright and bleak,
Rounded cold as a dead maid’s cheek,
Folded white as a sinner’s shroud,
Or wandering angel’s robes of cloud.—
Well I know, well I know
Over the fields the path through the snow.
 
Narrow and rough it lies between
Wastes where the wind sweeps, biting keen:
Every step of the slippery road
Marks where some weary foot has trod;
Who’ll go, who’ll go
After the rest on the path through the snow?
 
They who would tread it must walk alone,
Silent and steadfast—one by one:
Dearest to dearest can only say,
‘My heart! I’ll follow thee all the way,
As we go, as we go
Each after each on this path through the snow.’
 
It may be under that western haze
Lurks the omen of brighter days;
That each sentinel tree is quivering
Deep at its core with the sap of spring,
And while we go, while we go,
Green grass-blades pierce thro’ the glittering snow.
 
It may be the unknown path will tend
Never to any earthly end,
Die with the dying day obscure,
And never lead to a human door:
That none know who did go
Patiently once on this path through the snow.
 
No matter, no matter! the path shines plain;
These pure snow-crystals will deaden pain;
Above, like stars in the deep blue dark,
Eyes that love us look down and mark.
Let us go, let us go,
Whither heaven leads in the path thro’ the snow.



Dinah Maria Craik's other poems:
  1. For Music
  2. A True Hero
  3. To My Godchild Alice
  4. Semper Fidelis
  5. Westward Ho!


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