WHAT bird so sings, yet so does wail? <br />O 'tis the ravish'd nightingale. <br />Jug, jug, jug, jug, tereu! she cries, <br />And still her woes at midnight rise. <br />Brave prick-song! Who is't now we hear? <br />None but the lark so shrill and clear; <br />Now at heaven's gate she claps her wings, <br />The morn not waking till she sings. <br />Hark, hark, with what a pretty throat <br />Poor robin redbreast tunes his note! <br />Hark how the jolly cuckoos sing <br />Cuckoo! to welcome in the spring! <br />Cuckoo! to welcome in the spring!<br /><br />John Lyly<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/spring-s-welcome/
