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 nipp'd and ways be foul,

  Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit;

     Tu-who, a merry note,

  While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.

When all aloud 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.