See the collecting clouds upon the hill
See the collecting roughness of the rill
Hark to the wind it howls among the
 trees
And the high rising wind the pigs

x

do see
See from the skies the shower of
 pelting snow

System generated line number

5

And hear how much the sheep and cattle
 low
From the dark cloud a flash of lightning
 plays
And down upon the ground a woman
 lies
Struck by the lightnings flash the
 thunder follows fast
With fury from the skies the light
 bad nings cast a

System generated line number

10