A Book of Nursery Songs and Rhymes/Song of Spring

by Sabine Baring-Gould

XXXII. SONG OF SPRING

 

The country's now in all its pride,
Now dressed in lovely green,
The earth with many colours dyed,
Displays a lovely scene.
Ten thousand pretty flowers appear,
To deck the little children's hair,
Fa-la-la-la, fa-la.

The cuckoo's picked up all the dirt.
The trees are all in bloom.
If pleasant music may divert,
Each bush affords a tune.
The pigeon sings in every grove,
And milkmaids warble songs of love,
Fa-la-la-la, fa-la.

Come out into the cowslip-meads,
The pleasant wood and spring,
And listen in the beeches' shades
Where nightingale doth sing.
Sweet nightingale whose warbling throat,
Far, far excels my sorry note,
Fa-la-la-la, fa-la.