...his little boy quietly breathing in the cot beside him. He never swore again. SWEET SPRING. SPUING, the sweet Spring, is the year's pleasant king ; Then...doth not sting, the pretty birds do sing, Cuckoo, jug -jug, pu-we, towitta-woo ! The palm and may make country houses gay, [iambs frisk and play, the...

...grey, She rode till she came to her father's hall, Three hours before it was day. Old Ballad cxi SPRING Spring, the sweet Spring, is the year's pleasant king...Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo ! The palm and the may make country houses gay, Lambs frisk and play, the shepherds pipe all day, And we hear aye...

...where we do walk; Yet in the morning may be seen Where we the night before have been. SI'KING. SPBING, the sweet Spring, is the year's pleasant king; Then...Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo ! The palm and the May make country houses gay, Lambs frisk and play, the shepherds pipe all day, And we hear aye...

...Cold doth not sting, the pretty birds do sing, Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo ! The palm and the may make country houses gay, Lambs frisk and play,...this merry lay, Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo ! In every street these tunes our ears do greet, Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo. Spring, the...

...hundreds of years ago Nash. walking here, heard them at, and caught in the springes of a lyric : — " Spring, the sweet Spring, is the year's pleasant King...birds do sing, Cuckoo, jug,jug, pu,we, to,witta,woo ! " And was it not this very morning that old Drummond of Hawthornden saw " ensaffroning sea and air...

...(Enter Ver, with his train, overlaid with suits of green moss, representing short grass, singing.) Spring, the sweet spring, is the year's pleasant king, then blooms each thing, then maids dance in ring, cold doth not sting, the pretty birds do sing: cuckow, jug jug pu we, to witta wo. €d)lujj:...

...(Enter Ver, with his train, overlaid with suite of green moss, representing short grass, singing.) Spring, the sweet spring, is the year's pleasant king, then blooms each thing, then maids dance in ring, cold doth not sting, the pretty birds do sing: cuckow, jug jug pu we, to witta wo. £rtiliij¡:...

...I am feck, I muft die. Lord, have mercy on us! THOMAS NASH. SPRING, the sweet Spring, is the years pleasant King; Then blooms each thing, then maids dance in a ring; Cold doth not fting, the pretty birds do fing, Cuckoo, jug, jug, pu we, to witta woo. The palm and May make country...

...dominant language of the world is spoken, it is hoped that they will find fit audience. BOOK FIRST SPRING SPRING, the sweet spring, is the year's pleasant king...birds do sing, Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo 1 . The palm and may make country houses gay, Lambs frisk and play, the shepherds pipe all day, And...

...feathers to the sun, and pours out his little soul in melody. The piece is by T. Nash. Here it is entire: "Spring, the sweet spring, is the year's pleasant...to-witta-woo ! "The palm and May make country houses ply. Lambs frisk and play, the shepherds pipe all dsy, And we hear aye birds tune this merry lay, Cuckoo,...