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The Golden Treasury Book First SPRING Spring , the sweet Spring , is the year ' s
pleasant king ; Then blooms each tħing , then maids dance in a ring , Cold doth
not sting , the pretty birds do sing , Cuckoo , jug - jug , pu - we , to - witta - wou !
That she may thy career with roses spread : The nightingales thy coming each
where sing : Make an eternal spring ! Give life to this dark world which lieth dead ;
Spread forth thy golden hair In larger locks than thou wast wont before , And ...
There will we sit upon the rocks And see the shepherds feed their flocks , By
shallow rivers , to whose falls Melodious birds sing madrigals . There will I make
thee beds of roses And a thousand fragrant posies , A cap of flowers , and a kirtle
That o ' er the green cornfield did pass In the spring time , the only pretty ring time
, When birds do sing hey ding a ding : Sweet lovers love the Spring . Between the
acres of the rye These pretty country folks would lie : This carol they began ...
Yet this abundant issue seem ' d to me But hope of orphans , and unfather ' d fruit
; For summer and his pleasures wait on thee , And , thou away , the very birds are
mute ; Or if they sing , ' tis with so dull a cheer , That leaves look pale ...
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LibraryThing ReviewUser Review - PollyMoore3 - LibraryThing
An updated version including some more modern poems. Among many favourites, it includes Ben Jonson's “Hymn to Diana”, one of the most perfect lyrics in the English language (you can recite it to the moon, and I have been known to), and “It is not growing like a tree”. Read full review
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English poetry from the 1500's through the 1800's. Dedicated to Alfred Tennyson, Poet Laureate of Great Britain and Ireland from 1850-1892. It has end notes with lots of extra information, an index of ... Read full review