Snaw

Es ist ein Schnee gefallen Anon. 16th century

It’s snawin cats and dugs,
Winter’s owre early,
Hailstones blatter my lugs
The road is smoorit fairly.

My gavel-end is sindert
My hous has growne auld
My ruif-tree is nou flindert
My room is owre cauld.

Ach lassie, show some pitie,
I’m dowie, and I pyne.
Tak me to your hert
And fleg the winter hyne.