Cold and raw the north wind doth blow
Bleak in the morning early,
All the hills are covered with snow,
And winters now come fairly.
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Cold and raw the north wind doth blow Bleak in the morning early, All the hills are covered with snow, And winters now come fairly. | |||||||||||