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Poetry of William Blake

SPRING

            Sound the flute!
            Now it's mute!
            Birds delight,
            Day and night,
            Nightingale,
            In the dale,
            Lark in sky, -
            Merrily,
Merrily, merrily to welcome in the year.

            Little boy,
            Full of joy;
            Little girl,
            Sweet and small;
            Cock does crow,
            So do you;
            Merry voice,
            Infant noise;
Merrily, merrily to welcome in the year.

            Little lamb,
            Here I am;
            Come and lick
            My white neck;
            Let me pull
            Your soft wool;
            Let me kiss
            Your soft face;
Merrily, merrily we welcome in the year.