Pretty pink

Spring, the sweet spring, is the year’s pleasant king,
Then blooms each thing, then maids dance in a ring,

Cold doth not sting, the pretty birds do sing:
Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo!

The palm and may make country houses gay,
Lambs frisk and play, the shepherds pipe all day,

And we hear aye birds tune this merry lay:
Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo!

The fields breathe sweet, the daisies kiss our feet,
Young lovers meet, old wives a-sunning sit,

In every street these tunes our ears do greet:
Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to witta-woo!

from Summer’s Last Will and Testament by Thomas Nashe (1600)

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2 Responses to Pretty pink

  1. ck73 says:

    mooi en inspirerend, rialette! het uiteindelik weer by lim0 uitgekom, groete aan almal uit die internetwoestyn! colette

  2. rialette says:

    Hoera! Ons gaan jou in die internet oase kry hierdie Desembervakansie!

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