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William Shakespeare

(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616 / Warwickshire)

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-ho! sing, heigh-ho! unto the green holly:
Most freindship if 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 a friend remembered 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.

Submitted: Friday, January 03, 2003
Edited: Tuesday, September 20, 2011

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  • Amina Hejazy (2/16/2014 7:06:00 AM)

    plzzz i want the figures of speech, , if anyone know plzzzz inbox me mino1sweety@yahoo.com (Report) Reply

  • Krishnakumar Chandrasekar Nair (11/2/2013 4:29:00 AM)

    The blowing winds and falling rains
    Make no friends or enemies dear
    They have nothing to lose or gain
    But come and go as seasons near...

    All ye poets reading this welcome to my page (Report) Reply

  • *sunking* Adams (11/16/2012 11:54:00 AM)

    Wow he said a mouthful with those words!
    Though thou the waters warp,
    Thy sting is not so sharp
    As a friend remembered not. ;) (Report) Reply

  • *sunking* Adams (11/16/2012 11:49:00 AM)

    Wow he said a mouthful with those words!
    Though thou the waters warp,
    Thy sting is not so sharp
    As a friend remembered not. (Report) Reply

  • * Sunprincess * (10/6/2012 3:34:00 AM)

    Wow he said a mouthful with those words!
    Though thou the waters warp,
    Thy sting is not so sharp
    As a friend remembered not. (Report) Reply

  • Simon Morrison (9/1/2012 3:29:00 PM)

    Rain, rain thou summer yet?
    I've never been so wet.
    But naught besides the the soak
    From tax and bankers' theft.
    For we've been left bereft
    If not quite broke!
    Heigh-ho! Sing heigh-ho! unto the green holly:
    Most days it's raining. You'll need a brolly.
    Then heigh-ho, the holly!
    This weather's most jolly.

    Apologies to Big Bill. (Report) Reply

  • Rokie Nokishi (7/23/2012 5:17:00 PM)

    No one hop on my head about this but Shakespeare sound totally wasted.
    you can't say that nobody agees with me.
    No matter i love Shakespears work drunk or sober (Report) Reply

  • Atul Sharma (3/28/2009 8:08:00 AM)

    Well written Shakespeare!
    Truly, a the winter wind is better than a bad brother or friend.
    Truly, a good enemy is better than a bad friend. (Report) Reply

  • Cecilia Nicoletti (2/8/2007 10:49:00 AM)

    Elizabethan or Podernist the thing is that human facts seems to be always the same.Betray, ingratitude, vanity and solitude are just the sign of times.Love Shakespeare. (Report) Reply

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