Saturday, January 24, 2015

Blow, blow, thou winter wind


Blow, blow, thou winter wind
William Shakespeare, 1564 - 1616
As You Like It, Act II, Scene VII

Blow, blow, thou winter wind,
Thou art not so unkind
As man’s ingratitude;
Thy tooth is not so keen,
Because thou art not seen,
Although thy breath be rude.

Heigh-ho! sing, heigh-ho! unto the green holly:
Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly:
Then, heigh-ho, the holly!
This life is most jolly.

Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky,
That does not bite so nigh
As benefits forgot:
Though thou the waters warp,
Thy sting is not so sharp
As friend remembered not.


Heigh-ho! sing . . .

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