Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908). An American Anthology, 1787–1900. 1900.
By JohnBennett1559 Songs from Master Sky-Lark
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How high he singeth clear:
Oh, a morn in spring is the sweetest thing
That cometh in all the year!
Oh, a morn in spring is the sweetest thing
That cometh in all the year!
How full of heart a body feels!
Sing hey, trolly lolly, oh, to live is to be jolly,
When spring-time cometh with the summer at her heels!
We ’ll merry be to-day;
For the cuckoo sings till the greenwood rings,
And it is the month of May!
For the cuckoo sings till the greenwood rings,
And it is the month of May!
How full of heart a body feels!
Sing hey, trolly lolly, oh, to live is to be jolly,
When spring-time cometh with the summer at her heels!
(OLD WARWICKSHIRE)
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Sing merrily we, the hunt is up!
The wild birds sing,
The dun deer fling,
The forest aisles with music ring!
Tantara, tantara, tantara!
Stout and strong!
Farewell to grief and care;
With a rollicking cheer
For the high dun deer
And a life in the open air!
Tantara, the hunt is up, lads;
Tantara, the bugles bray!
Tantara, tantara, tantara,
Hio, hark away!