  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 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! unto the green holly: Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly: Then heigh, ho, the holly! This life is most jolly. |
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