Twelve hours afterward the snow, three feet deep on a level, has melted.
Above, below, the rose of snow, Twined with her blushing foe we spread.
The wind was high, but the sun bright, and the snow thawing.
Old people have a remembrance of a foot of snow which lasted for a week.
A combination of crocuses and snow on the ground had given her an inspiration for a gown.
In winter alike ordinary Mass and these celebrations were stopped by the snow.
So saying, he thrust his boot into the snow, intending to kick it over the girl.
Mr. Snow told me as gently as he could that the judges had ruled me out entirely.
As the snow that covered her clothes melted it fell in heavy drops.
Every day for a week, while the snow lasted, the war was fought at each recess.