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
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See from the skies the shower of pelting snow
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
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nings cast
See how from yonder hills the cloudscollect And see how dark and dreary they dolook Promising hail and snow the birdsretire Into their nests and chirp and scream Prophesying the coming storm down
pours the snow Covering the hedges and thehouses tops
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Loud howls the wind andwhistling roots up many a tree The sheep bleat loudly and thecareful dog Collecting them in a flock conductsthem home Then when the storm is over
from the clouds Peeps forth the sun and shiningon the snow Gives it that dazzling whitenessto the eye In which its principle beautydoth consist And so in beginning anotherline I end