Stript of their green our groves appear, Z. 444

Stript of their green our groves appear, Z. 444 - Evelyn Tubb (艾弗琳·塔布)/Martin Neary/Leigh Nixon/Michael Lees/Henry Purcell (亨利·普賽爾)/New London Consort

Composed by：Henry Purcell

Produced by：David Mottley

Stript of their green our Groves appear

Our vales lie buried deep in snow

The blowing north controls the dire

A nipping cold chills all below

Stript of their green our Groves appear

Our vales lie buried deep in snow

The blowing north controls the dire

A nipping cold chills all below

The frost has glaz'd our deepest streams

Phoebus withdraws his kindly beams

Phoebus withdraws his kindly beams

Yet winter blest be thy return

Thou'st brought the swain

For whom I us'd to mourn

Yet winter blest be thy return

Thou'st brought the swain

For whom I us'd to mourn

And in thy ice with pleasing flames we burn

And in thy ice with pleasing flames we burn

Too soon the sun's reviving heat

Will thaw thy ice and melt thy snow

Trumpets will sound and drums will beat

And tell me the dear dear youth must go

Too soon the sun's reviving heat

Will thaw thy ice and melt thy snow

Trumpets will sound and drums will beat

And tell me the dear dear youth must go

Then must my weak unwilling arms

Resign him up to stronger charms

Resign him up to stronger charms

What flowers what sweets what beauteous thing

When Damon's gone can ease or pleasure bring

What flowers what sweets what beauteous thing

When Damon's gone can ease or pleasure bring

Winter brings Damon winter is my spring

Winter brings Damon winter is my spring