THE SHOWS STORM.
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The day had been dreary-the wind from the


east;
The cold had been pinching to man and to


beast,


And the clouds secm'd to lahour with snow;
When William had drove all his hocks to the
To shelter them well, and to keep them from


harm.
For the sky, dark and lowering, thrcatcnd q


storm,


And he thought il would blustcr and blow.
And now, said the shepherd; my stock is all


sure,
NY COW is safe hous'd, and my beaters secure;
Besides--'tis the last ofthc week,
And in my cot should lotci and stay.
And see not my Mary, alll what would she say
lFor the fear of storm never keptmc away)
She would think was changed or was sick.
Right true was his love, and his Mary was true,
And she promised to marry him not long ago,
a s soon as the winter was gone;
For her father was dead and her mother was i'll,
And she knew not herself how to manage the


will, feel,
The sheep b'eatcd round her, she could not but
Twas comfortless living alone.
He whistled up Tinker, and threw round hi.



Nor fcar'd the dark night, which he sought the


dear maid,


For oft had he trod the same road;
The snow how it drifted, and loud blew the
wind,
But what WAS the storm to lover so kind,
er the depth Of the snow, were he able tc
find,


Sweet Mary, thy cheering abode.
lie trudg'd along, thinking no i'll would betide
His poor faithful Tinker, kept close by his side
For they'd no great distance to roam;
Through the waste, and the woodlands, an'


turning the stile,
why, the whole of the journey is scarcely


mile
Let me sec but my Mary-one kiss, and a smile
And then Ill return to my home.
Come Tinker, come near me. for fear you shout
+! stay,