SPRING'S WELCOME

by: John Lyly (1553-1606)

      HAT bird so sings, yet so does wail?
      O 'tis the ravish'd nightingale.
      Jug, jug, jug, jug, tereu! she cries,
      And still her woes at midnight rise.
      Brave prick-song! Who is't now we hear?
      None but the lark so shrill and clear;
      Now at heaven's 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!
      Hark how the jolly cuckoos sing
      Cuckoo! to welcome in the spring!
      Cuckoo! to welcome in the spring!

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