Over the river, and through the wood,
To grandfather's house we go;
The horse knows the way
To carry the sleigh
Through the white and drifted snow.
Over the river, and through the wood—
Oh, how the wind does blow!
It stings the toes

 Winters in 19th-century American and European literature tend to be a lot chillier than they are now. That’s because the planet was still in the grip of the so-called  Little Ice Age  that lasted roughly from 1550 to 1850. A Thanksgiving this snowy would be unusual in New England these days…though who knows what climate change will bring.
A Boys Thanksgiving Day Over the river and through the wood