Blow, Blow, Thou Winter Wind
Act II, Scene 7 from As You Like It by William Shakespeare (1600)
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 dost not bite so nigh
As benefits forgot:
Though thou the waters warp,
Thy sting is not so sharp
As friend remember’d not.
Heigh-ho! sing, &c.
3 comments:
I say, let it snow...
:-) Always puts a smile on my face...
Peace <3
Jay
Jack, it looks like we will be seeing snow down here in the deep south tomorrow. If we do, I will probably have Monday off, so I too say, let it snow, LOL.
Jay, it puts a smile on my face too.
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