Cold winter's ice is fled and gone, And summer brags on ev'ry tree. The redbreast peeps amid the throng Of wood-born birds that wanton be. Each one forgets what they have been, And so doth Phyllis, summer's queen.
Cold winter's ice is fled and gone, And summer brags on ev'ry tree. The redbreast peeps amid the throng Of wood-born birds that wanton be. Each one forgets what they have been, And so doth Phyllis, summer's queen.