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Blow, blow, thou winter wind

                   I

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

                        I I

       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, heigh-ho! etc.
                            (As You Like It. I I, 7)

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