Arafed image of a man standing in the middle of a snow field
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Over the earth a storm is prowling, Bringing whirling, blinding snow. Like a beast I hear it howling, Like an infant wailing low. Come, O comrade solitary Of this cheerless youth of mine, Take a cup, and let us bury All our many woes in wine!
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Over the earth a storm is prowling, Bringing whirling, blinding snow. Like a beast I hear it howling, Like an infant wailing low. Come, O comrade solitary Of this cheerless youth of mine, Take a cup, and let us bury All our many woes in wine!
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