Blow, Blow, Thou Winter Wind
Blow, blow, thou winter windThou 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 freindship if feigning, most loving mere folly:Then heigh-ho, the holly!This life is most jolly.
Freeze, freeze thou bitter sky,That does not bite so nighAs benefits forgot:Though thou the waters warp,Thy sting is not so sharpAs a friend remembered not.Heigh-ho! sing, heigh-ho! unto the green holly:Most freindship if feigning, most loving mere folly:Then heigh-ho, the holly!This life is most jolly.
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