As You Like It, Act II, Scene VII [Blow, blow, thou winter wind]
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 . . .
This poem is in the public domain.
William Shakespeare, regarded as the foremost dramatist of his time, wrote more than thirty plays and more than one hundred sonnets, all written in the form of three quatrains and a couplet that is now recognized as Shakespearean.
Date Published: 1623-01-01
Source URL: https://poets.org/poem/you-it-act-ii-scene-vii-blow-blow-thou-winter-wind