“Blow, blow, thou winter wind”

From “As You Like It,” Act II. Sc. 7.       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,       Thou dost 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 heigh-ho! unto the green holly: Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly:       Then, heigh-ho, the holly!         This life is most jolly!