Blow, Blow, Thou Winter Wind

Blow, blow, thou winter wind.

Thou art not so unkindAs 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.

- from As You Like It by William Shakespeare

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