Renascence - When the Year Grows Old Lyrics

2019 Off-Broadway
Renascence the Musical - When the Year Grows Old Lyrics

(by Edna St. Vincent Millay)

I cannot but remember   
When the year grows old—   
October—November—   
How she disliked the cold!   

She used to watch the swallows
Go down across the sky,   
And turn from the window   
With a little sharp sigh.   

And often when the brown leaves   
Were brittle on the ground,
And the wind in the chimney   
Made a melancholy sound.   

She had a look about her   
That I wish I could forget—   
The look of a scared thing
Sitting in a net!   

Oh, beautiful at nightfall   
The soft spitting snow!   
And beautiful the bare boughs   
Rubbing to and fro!

But the roaring of the fire,   
And the warmth of fur,   
And the boiling of the kettle   
Were beautiful to her!   

I cannot but remember
When the year grows old—   
October—November—   
How she disliked the cold!



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