A Snowy Night
'Twer
at
night,
an'
a
keen
win'
did
blow
Vrom
the
east
under
peäle-twinklèn
stars,
All
a-zweepèn
along
the
white
snow;
On
the
groun',
on
the
trees,
on
the
bars,
Vrom
the
hedge
where
the
win'
russled
drough,
There
a
light-russlèn
snow-doust
did
vall;
An'
noo
pleäce
wer
a-vound
that
wer
lew,
But
the
shed,
or
the
ivy-hung
wall.
Then
I
knock'd
at
the
wold
passage
door
Wi'
the
win'-driven
snow
on
my
locks;
Till,
a-comèn
along
the
cwold
vloor,
There
my
Jenny
soon
answer'd
my
knocks.
Then
the
wind,
by
the
door
a-swung
wide,
Flung
some
snow
in
her
clear-bloomèn
feäce,
An'
she
blink'd
wi'
her
head
all
a-zide,
An'
a-chucklèn,
went
back
to
her
pleäce.
An'
in
there,
as
we
zot
roun'
the
brands,
Though
the
talkers
wer
maïnly
the
men,
Bloomèn
Jeäne,
wi'
her
work
in
her
hands,
Did
put
in
a
good
word
now
an'
then.
An'
when
I
took
my
leave,
though
so
bleäk
Wer
the
weather,
she
went
to
the
door,
Wi'
a
smile,
an'
a
blush
on
the
cheäk
That
the
snow
had
a-smitten
avore.
