Spring, the Sweet Spring
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!
Spring! The sweet Spring!
春節的古詩英語 篇2Sound the Flute!
Now it's mute.
Birds delight.
Day and Night.
Nightingale.
In the dale,
Lark in Sky,
Merrily,
Merrily Merrily to welcome in the Year.
Little Boy.
Full of joy.
Little Girl.
Sweet and small.
Cock does crow,
So do you.
Merry voice,
Infant noise,
Merrily Merrily to welcome in the Year.
Little Lamb,
Here I am,
Come and lick,
My white neck.
Let me pull,
Your soft Wool.
Let me kiss,
Your soft face.
Merrily Merrily we welcome in the Year.