Summer is i-cumen in

Summer is i-cumen in,
Loudly sing cuckoo!
Groweth seed and bloweth meed
And springeth the wood now.
Sing Cuckoo!
Ewe bleateth after lamb,
Loweth after calve cow;
Bullock sterteth, bucke verteth;
Merrily sing, Cuckoo!
Cuckoo, cuckoo,
Well singest thou, cuckoo,
Nor cease thou never now.
Translation: 
Language: 
Author of original: 
Unknown
Rate this poem: 

Reviews

No reviews yet.