Unpleasing to a married ear!
Winter.
When icicles hang by the wall,
900 And Dick the shepherd blows his nail,
And Tom bears logs into the hall,
And milk comes frozen home in pail,
[903] When blood is nipp’d and ways be foul,
Then nightly sings the staring owl,
[905] Tu-whit;
Tu-who, a merry note,