Now welcome Summer, with thy sunne softe,
That hast this winter's weather overshake,
And driven away the longé nightes black!

Saint Valentine that art full high on loft
Thus singen smalle fowles for thy sake
“Now welcome Summer, with thy sunne soft,
That hast this winter's weather overshake.”

Well have they cause for to gladden oft
Since each of them recoverèd hath his make,
Full blissful may they singen when they wake
“Now welcome Summer, with thy sunne soft
That hast this winter's weather overshake,
And driven away the longe nightes black”.