Over the earth a storm is prowling, Bringing whirling, blinding snow

Over the earth a storm is prowling, Bringing whirling, blinding snow. Like a beast I hear it howling, Like an 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 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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