English Poetry I: From Chaucer to Gray. The Harvard Classics. 190914. |
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| 53. Springs Welcome |
| | | John Lyly (15531606) |
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| WHAT bird so sings, yet so does wail? | |
| O tis the ravishd nightingale. | |
| jug, jug, jug, jug, tereu! she cries! | |
| And still her woes at midnight rise, | |
| Brave prick-song! Who ist now we hear? | 5 |
| None but the lark so shrill and clear; | |
| Now at heavens gate she claps her wings, | |
| The morn not waking till she sings. | |
| Hark, hark, with what a pretty throat | |
| Poor robin redbreast tunes his note! | 10 |
| Hark how the jolly cuckoos sing | |
| Cuckoo! to welcome in the spring! | |
| Cuckoo! to welcome in the spring! | |
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