approaching the solstice...

posted on 17 Dec 2012 19:05 by Elena Pinto Simon
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As You Like It,

Act II, Scene VII

[Blow, blow, thou winter wind]

by William Shakespeare

(Lord Amiens, a musician, sings before Duke Senior's company)

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,
That does 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 …