A snow ’ite mount a—lamb,
’Ith a maiden at a—side.
No ozzer seep—a—near;
A—lamb was a—ll aloney,
And by a ’ittle cord
Was fasser to a toney,
Ith—ith—
“The dew was falling fast, the stars began to blink,
I heard a voice—it said ‘Drink, pretty creature, drink!’ &c.”—Wordsworth’s poem of the “Pet Lamb.”