Spring's Welcome |
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Go Back Venus and Adonis Sonnet #1 Sonnet #2 Sonnet #3 Sonnet #4 Sonnet #5 Sonnet #6 Sonnet #7 Patterns Underneath Auspex War Spring's Welcome Goldfinches Naseby Ivry The Sea-King's Burial Underneath Lassitude The Hospital The Passions Buttons Listeners Invisible Bride Lincoln A Look into the Gulf Fotelik Chicco Key Jezdzik Chicco Stolik Chicco Chodzik Chicco Posciel Dla Dziecka |
and my Campaspe play'd At cards for kisses--Cupid paid: He stakes his quiver, bow, and arrows, His mother's doves, and team of sparrows; Loses them too; then down he throws The coral of his lips, the rose Growing on's cheek (but none knows how); With these, the crystal of his brow, All these did my Campaspe win. At last he set her both his eyes-- She won, and Cupid blind did rise. O Love! has she done this for thee? What shall, alas! become of me? Corelle Dinnerwear 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? 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! Hark how the jolly cuckoos sing Cuckoo! to welcome in the spring! Cuckoo! to welcome in the spring! |