Should love spring also with Spring!?
Here birds and herds art all so whisp'ring;
O all recall the bliss that thee Bliss brings!
Dale and combe, do entertain, o'erdue regales;
Sweet pipings piped twain boon nightingales;
Here a throng hears; here a throng sings.
A-strutting didst he; a ditzy strutter e'er go.
Gone so long•each to each• is each woe,
O what if ten -steal gentle, O Woodruff!?
What if ten by hundred do so flee to steal away,
Lest the sadness's of Winter's existence thee allay,
SO would an woodland rill still rill all it could've?