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Blow, Blow, Thou Winter Wind

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 ** sing, heigh ** unto the green holly:

Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly:

Then heigh ** 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 ** sing, heigh ** unto the green holly:

Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly:

Then heigh ** the holly!

This life is most jolly.

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William Shakespeare
1564-1616 / Male / English
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