.
.
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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