Actually,
The Mummer's Dance sings about "springtime" but I was listening to it recently. I still remember that when I was perhaps 13(?), on rare snowy night, I got up, stood in front of a window, and eventually concluded that I was looking down on a circle of people moving rhythmically in clockwise fashion, half-running, half-bouncing, in the field by our house.
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