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The Night Is Freezing Fast : By A E Housman The night is freezing fast, To-morrow comes December; And winterfalls of old Are with me from the past; And chiefly I remember How Dick would hate the cold. Fall, winter, fall; for he, Prompt hand and headpiece clever, Has woven a winter robe, And madeContinue reading “The night is freezing fast : A E Housman : : November Poems : : Months Poems : :”