Analysis of A Cold, Winter Night

My windowpanes are starred with sparkling frost,
The outside world is bitter cold tonight
And moon is vaguely seen; teh winds accost
Much like a mighty two edged sword would smite.

Oh god, do pity every homeless soul,
The hungry beggars shuffling to and fro;
Oh God, this night, I pray you will console
Who tread the snow filled streets, nowhere to go.

My room is like a box of summertime,
So cozy warm, close curtained fold on fold,
But somewhere out there in this winter clime
My heart is wailing in the bitter cold.

For cold and hungry children it does grieve,
Espcially tonight; its Christmas Eve.