ASMR reading of the classic Christmas poem, Winter Time, by Robert Louis Stevenson. Softspoken with fireplace ambiance. Enjoy with headphones.

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Poem transcript:

Late lies the wintry sun a-bed,   

A frosty, fiery sleepy-head;   

Blinks but an hour or two; and then,   

A blood-red orange, sets again.   

Before the stars have left the skies, 

At morning in the dark I rise;   

And shivering in my nakedness,   

By the cold candle, bathe and dress.   

Close by the jolly fire I sit   

To warm my frozen bones a bit; 

Or with a reindeer-sled, explore   

The colder countries round the door.   

When to go out, my nurse doth wrap   

Me in my comforter and cap;   

The cold wind burns my face, and blows 

Its frosty pepper up my nose.   

Black are my steps on silver sod;   

Thick blows my frosty breath abroad;   

And tree and house, and hill and lake,   

Are frosted like a wedding-cake.