Carol No. 1
The cold and the ice are appear'd;
The young and the old are afear'd.
The frost has appear'd on the window this morn.
At nighttime the cats and the hens are forlorn,
And all other creatures are pushed, now, to mourn:
The cold and the ice have appear'd.
The dog seems to bark at the chill in the air.
My daughter and mother are bow'd down...
The young and the old are afear'd.
The frost has appear'd on the window this morn.
At nighttime the cats and the hens are forlorn,
And all other creatures are pushed, now, to mourn:
The cold and the ice have appear'd.
The dog seems to bark at the chill in the air.
My daughter and mother are bow'd down...