Poem: 'Winter wakeneth all my care'

The blogger A Clerk of Oxford has posted this beautiful mediaeval poem as we enter the darkest days of winter and the season of Advent::

Wynter wakeneth al my care,
Nou this leves waxeth bare;
Ofte I sike ant mourne sare When hit cometh in my thoght
Of this worldes joie, hou hit goth al to noht....

Read on here: http://aclerkofoxford.blogspot.co.uk/2014/11/winter-wakeneth-all-my-care.html

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