Thomas Dekker

(1572-1632 / England)

Here Lies The Blithe Spring - Poem by Thomas Dekker

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HERE lies the blithe Spring,
Who first taught birds to sing,
Yet in April herself fell a-crying:
Then May growing hot,
A sweating sickness she got,
And the first of June lay a-dying.

Yet no month can say,
But her merry daughter May
Stuck her coffins with flowers great plenty:
The cuckoo sung in verse
An epitaph o'er her hearse,
But assure you the lines were not dainty.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004



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