A quei giorni d'inverno e si scioglierà il ghiaccio
E si scioglierà il ghiaccio
Now winter comes slowly, pale, meagre and old,
First trembling with age and then quivering with cold;
Benumbed with hard frosts and with snow covered over,
Prays the sun to restore him, and sings as before
Purcell, The Fairy Queen
