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Blow, Blow, Thou Winter Wind - Poem by 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:
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.

Comments about Blow, Blow, Thou Winter Wind by William Shakespeare

  • Dr Tony Brahmin 10/12/2020 11:41:00 AM

    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.
    the great Shakespeare. tony
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  • cool cat 1 5/20/2020 3:31:00 PM

    i like it it can inspire people Reply

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  • cool cat1 5/20/2020 3:29:00 PM

    a poem that inspires Reply

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  • Brooklyn 5/14/2020 10:57:00 AM

    its really good and i was in a play about him Reply

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  • big mike 3/12/2020 11:49:00 AM

    sup yall sum Reply

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  • gamer 2/10/2020 2:34:00 PM

    Roses are red violets are blue, my love for you involves a lot of goo. Reply

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  • Spooderman 12/20/2019 10:18:00 AM

    Dumb Poem. like srsly? It just dumb there are way better Reply

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  • EEEEEEEEEEE 12/20/2019 10:10:00 AM

    Hello Kk and Rainee! Reply

    Kelsey (9/15/2020 8:59:00 AM)

    Spooderman, shut your dumbass up.

    Spooderman (12/20/2019 10:17:00 AM)

    Who? You are a weirdo and probs dumb

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  • Mercy 5/15/2019 8:32:00 PM

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Winter Poems
  1. 1. Blow, Blow, Thou Winter Wind
    William Shakespeare
  2. 2. An Old Man's Winter Night
    Robert Frost
  3. 3. A Winter Night
    Robert Burns
  4. 4. Winter
    William Shakespeare
  5. 5. A Winter Night
    Sara Teasdale
  6. 6. Winter Night
    Boris Pasternak
  7. 7. California Winter
    Karl Shapiro
  8. 8. Against Winter
    Charles Simic
  9. 9. To Winter
    William Blake
  10. 10. Emmonsail's Heath In Winter
    John Clare
  11. 11. Winter Memories
    Henry David Thoreau
  12. 12. Approach Of Winter
    William Carlos Williams
  13. 13. Winter Evening
    Georg Trakl
  14. 14. After The Winter
    Claude McKay
  15. 15. Seasonal Cycle - Chapter 05 - Winter
    Kalidasa
  16. 16. Winter Complaint
    Ogden Nash
  17. 17. A Winter Bluejay
    Sara Teasdale
  18. 18. Winter Solitude
    Matsuo Basho
  19. 19. Blue Winter
    Robert Francis
  20. 20. Scotland's Winter
    Edwin Muir
  21. 21. Winter
    Walter de la Mare
  22. 22. Winter Trees
    William Carlos Williams
  23. 23. Winter Promises
    Marge Piercy
  24. 24. Winter: My Secret
    Christina Georgina Rossetti
  25. 25. A City Winter
    Frank O'Hara
  26. 26. Winter Dusk
    Walter de la Mare
  27. 27. Spring And Winter
    William Shakespeare
  28. 28. Flowers In Winter
    John Greenleaf Whittier
  29. 29. Winter Song
    Wilfred Owen
  30. 30. Winter Wonderland
    Joseph T. Renaldi
  31. 31. Winter Stores
    Charlotte Brontë
  32. 32. Woods In Winter
    Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
  33. 33. A Winter Dawn
    Lucy Maud Montgomery
  34. 34. A Winter Ride
    Amy Lowell
  35. 35. A Winter Day
    Lucy Maud Montgomery
  36. 36. From Spring Days To Winter (For Music)
    Oscar Wilde
  37. 37. Winter-Time
    Robert Louis Stevenson
  38. 38. Birds At Winter Nightfall (Triolet)
    Thomas Hardy
  39. 39. Winter
    Robert Southey
  40. 40. First Winter Rain
    Matsuo Basho
  41. 41. Winter Solstice
    Anonymous
  42. 42. Sonnet 97: How Like A Winter Hath My Abs..
    William Shakespeare
  43. 43. Now Winter Nights Enlarge
    Thomas Campion
  44. 44. To Juan At The Winter Solstice
    Robert Graves
  45. 45. Winter Garden
    Matsuo Basho
  46. 46. Snow-Bound: A Winter Idyl
    John Greenleaf Whittier
  47. 47. When The Winter Chrysanthemums Go
    Matsuo Basho
  48. 48. To Winter
    Claude McKay
  49. 49. A Song Of Winter Weather
    Robert William Service
  50. 50. Winter: A Dirge
    Robert Burns

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Winter Poems

  1. A Winter Night

    When biting Boreas, fell and doure, Sharp shivers thro' the leafless bow'r; When Phoebus gies a short-liv'd glow'r, Far south the lift, Dim-dark'ning thro' the flaky show'r, Or whirling drift: Ae night the storm the steeples rocked, Poor Labour sweet in sleep was locked, While burns, wi' snawy wreeths upchoked, Wild-eddying swirl, Or thro' the mining outlet bocked, Down headlong hurl. List'ning, the doors an' winnocks rattle, I thought me on the ourie cattle, Or silly sheep, wha bide this brattle O' winter war, And thro' the drift, deep-lairing, sprattle, Beneath a scar. Ilk happing bird, wee, helpless thing! That, in the merry months o' spring, Delighted me to hear thee sing, What comes o' thee? Whare wilt thou cow'r thy chittering wing An' close thy e'e? Ev'n you on murd'ring errands toil'd, Lone from your savage homes exil'd, The blood-stain'd roost, and sheep-cote spoil'd My heart forgets, While pityless the tempest wild Sore on you beats.

  2. An Old Man's Winter Night

    All out of doors looked darkly in at him Through the thin frost, almost in separate stars, That gathers on the pane in empty rooms. What kept his eyes from giving back the gaze Was the lamp tilted near them in his hand. What kept him from remembering what it was That brought him to that creaking room was age. He stood with barrels round him -- at a loss. And having scared the cellar under him In clomping there, he scared it once again In clomping off; -- and scared the outer night, Which has its sounds, familiar, like the roar Of trees and crack of branches, common things, But nothing so like beating on a box. A light he was to no one but himself Where now he sat, concerned with he knew what, A quiet light, and then not even that. He consigned to the moon, such as she was, So late-arising, to the broken moon As better than the sun in any case For such a charge, his snow upon the roof, His icicles along the wall to keep; And slept. The log that shifted with a jolt Once in the stove, disturbed him and he shifted, And eased his heavy breathing, but still slept. One aged man -- one man -- can't keep a house, A farm, a countryside, or if he can, It's thus he does it of a winter night.

  3. A Winter Night

    My window-pane is starred with frost, The world is bitter cold to-night, The moon is cruel, and the wind Is like a two-edged sword to smite. God pity all the homeless ones, The beggars pacing to and fro. God pity all the poor to-night Who walk the lamp-lit streets of snow. My room is like a bit of June, Warm and close-curtained fold on fold, But somewhere, like a homeless child, My heart is crying in the cold.

  4. Winter

    When icicles hang by the wall And Dick the shepherd blows his nail And Tom bears logs into the hall, And milk comes frozen home in pail, When Blood is nipped and ways be foul, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-who; Tu-whit, tu-who: a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-who; Tu-whit, tu-who: a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.