Deep Sleeps the Winter
by Cicely Mary Barker
Deep sleeps the winter,
Cold, wet, and grey;
Surely all the world is dead;
Spring is far away.
Wait! the world shall waken;
It is not dead, for lo,
The Fair Maids of February
Stand in the snow!
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A lone tree, heavily laden with snow, stands prominently in a snow-covered field.