Tuesday, February 20, 2007

When All Aloud the Wind Doth Blow

Huts on Lac Deschenes
Ice Fishing and Parasailing on Lac Deschenes
The Symmes Inn from Front Street

When all aloud the wind doth blow,
And coughing drowns the parson’s saw,
And birds sit brooding in the snow,
And Marion’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.
Love's Labours Lost - William Shakespeare

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