Winter

HEN icicles hang by the wall
And Dick the shepherd blows his nail,
And Tom bears logs into the hall,

And milk comes frozen home in pail ;
When blood is nipt, and ways be foul,
Then nightly sings the staring owl
Tu-whit!

Tu-who! A merry note!

While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.

When all about the wind doth blow,

And coughing drowns the parson's saw,

And birds sit brooding in the snow,

And Marian's nose looks red and raw;
When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl-

Then nightly sings the staring owl
Tu-whit!

Tu-who! A merry note!

While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.

-William Shakespeare.

B

LOW, 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 remember'd not.

"Blow, blow, thou winter wind"

Heigh ho! sing heigh ho! unto the green