Next winter comes slowly
Pale, meager and cold
First trembling with age
And then, quivering with cold;
Benumb'd with hard frosts
And with snow cover'd o'er
Benumb'd with hard frosts
And with snow cover'd o'er
Prays to the sun to restore him
Prays to the sun to restore him
And sings as before
Next winter comes slowly was written by Henry Purcell.