BLOW BLOW THOU WINTER WIND ; By: William Shakespeare
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BLOW BLOW THOU WINTER WIND
                                              -William Shakespeare
Blow, blow, thou winter wind
Thou art not so kind
As manâs 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
Freez, freez, thou bitter sky,
That does not bite so nigh
As benefits forget:
Though thou the water warp
Thy sting is not so sharp
As friend remembered not
Heigh-ho! Sing, heigh-ho! Unto the green holly.
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Theme: The theme of the song is manâs inhumanity and cruelty towards other fellow beings. It is because of manâs selfishness and ungrateful attitudes that does not care for those who were his close friends. If once purpose is served he will not even remember him.
Summary: This poem is from Shakespeareâs play As You Like It. This is a son, sung by Amiens. He is a lord, who chose to follow Duke Senior, banished by his brother. In this song he comments upon the ways of the world and the human rudeness and ingratitude, which is more biting than the winter wind. In the beginning of the poem Amiens addresses the winter wind: it can blow as strongly as it wills, but it cannot be as biting as human society. The second part he partly accuses his friends for forgetting his favors and not being thankful. Wind can freeze him, but it wonât be so painful as the behavior of his friends. The poet here says that the friendship is only a pretence and loving is nothing but absurdity and foolery. He again tells that life is very wonderful and should be fully enjoyed. It is like a song and should be sung.