JOG on, jog on, the footpath way, WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE. 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: This life is most jolly. Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky, As benefits forgot! As friend remember'd not. Heigh, ho! &c. &c. WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE. |