Blow, blow, thou winter wind…

Winter Misery I, 1825

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 remembered not.
Heigh-ho! sing, heigh-ho! unto the green holly…

Shit Weather in NYC – Rain, sleet , snow, wet pavements with potential to freeze. 

Print: George Hunt, printmaker. c. 1825, London. Lewis Walpole Library, Yale University.

Poem/Song: William Shakespeare