Ingratitude

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 remember'd 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.

(From As you like it)