Friday, November 23, 2007

Poetry Friday 72

The weather's been a lot colder here in the UK this week so these lines by Shakespeare from "As You Like It" (Act II, Scene vii) seem somewhat apt !

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.


This week's Poetry Friday round-up is over at Susan Taylor Brown's Blog.

4 comments:

Kelly Fineman said...

I almost posted that one today, but although it's blustery here today, it's not cold enough for bitter winds. I love the scheme of this poem, and wish I knew precisely what it was. I may have to spend some time with my good friend Google and figure it out!

Michele said...

The wind's very bitter here today - I went out about an hour ago and shivered like anything ! Have fun with Google !

Mary Lee said...

Same weather in Ohio. We went from the 60's on Wednesday to the 30's on Thursday. BRRRrrrr...

Michele said...

Ouch!!

At least it's been consistently cold all week here...