942 <br /> <br />Snow beneath whose chilly softness <br />Some that never lay <br />Make their first Repose this Winter <br />I admonish Thee <br /> <br />Blanket Wealthier the Neighbor <br />We so new bestow <br />Than thine acclimated Creature <br />Wilt Thou, Austere Snow?<br /><br />Emily Dickinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/snow-beneath-whose-chilly-softness/
