(Music by Henry Purcell, Lyrics by Elkanah Settle, Arranged by Sting)
Now Winter comes slowly, Pale, Meager, and Old,
First trembling with Age, and then quiv'ring with Cold;
Benum'd with hard Frosts, and with Snow cover'd o'er,
Prays the Sun to Restore him, and Sings as before.
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