Arthur Quiller-Couch, ed. 1919. The Oxford Book of English Verse: 1250–1900.
John Lyly. 1553160686. Spring’s Welcome
WHAT 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? | 5 |
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! | 10 |
Hark how the jolly cuckoos sing | |
Cuckoo! to welcome in the spring! | |
Cuckoo! to welcome in the spring! |