Oh! the walls of might raise voice, Oh! the halls in white rejoice; A coat of clouds covers them all, Its icy magic dances a ball, Its crystals causes our hearts to sing; The lights and fires let amenity ring. Oh! comforts of winter glow, Oh! the magic of the snow! Winter would not be pleasant at all Without the precious snowflakesβ fall.
A more old-style poem. Blame the Tennyson & Longfellow I've been reading.