Robert Burns (1759–1796). Poems and Songs.
The Harvard Classics. 1909–14.
213 . Song—Up in the Morning Early
C
The drift is driving sairly;
Sae loud and shill’s I hear the blast—
I’m sure it’s winter fairly.
Up in the morning early;
When a’ the hills are covered wi’ snaw,
I’m sure it’s winter fairly.
A’ day they fare but sparely;
And lang’s the night frae e’en to morn—
I’m sure it’s winter fairly.
Up in the morning’s, &c.