Spring
By Thomas Nashe
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
托馬斯·納什
春,甘美之春,一年之中的堯舜,
處處都有花樹,都有女兒環(huán)舞,
微寒但覺清和,佳禽爭著唱歌,
啁啁,啾啾,哥哥,割麥、插一禾!
榆柳呀山楂,打扮著田舍人家,
羊羔嬉游,牧笛兒整日在吹奏,
百鳥總在和鳴,一片悠揚聲韻,
啁啁,啾啾,哥哥,割麥、插一禾!
郊原蕩漾香風(fēng),雛菊吻人腳踵,
情侶作對成雙,老嫗坐曬陽光,
走向任何通衢,都有歌聲悅耳,
啁啁,啾啾,哥哥,割麥、插一禾!
春!甘美之春!