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 nipt, and ways be foul, Then nightly sings the staring owl— Tu-whit 1 Tu-who! A merry note! While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all about 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-whit! Tu-who! A merry note! While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. Shakespeare (1564-1616).
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Star (Christchurch), Volume XLIV, Issue 145, 20 June 1931, Page 18 (Supplement)
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109WINTER. Star (Christchurch), Volume XLIV, Issue 145, 20 June 1931, Page 18 (Supplement)
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