Song

NOW the Spring is waking, Very shy as yet, Busy mending, making Grass and violet. Frowsy Winter’s over: See the budding lane! Go and meet your lover: Spring is here again!

Every day is longer Than the day before; Lambs are whiter, stronger, Birds sing more and more; Woods are less than shady, Griefs are more than vain— Go and kiss your lady: Spring is here again!