Sting

Now Winter Comes Slowly

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Now winter comes slowly, pale, meager and old
First trembling with age, and then quiv'ring with cold,
Benumb'd with hard frosts, and with snow cover'd o'er,
Prays the sun to restore him, and sings as before.


Writer/s: Henry Purcell / Thomas Betterton