Poem of the day

Spring
by William Shakespeare (1564-1616)
From Love’s Labour’s Lost

When daisies pied and violets blue,
⁠   And lady-smocks all silver-white,
And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue
⁠   Do paint the meadows with delight,
The cuckoo then on every tree
Mocks married men; for thus sings he,
⁠            Cuckoo;
Cuckoo, cuckoo: O word of fear,
Unpleasing to a married ear!

When shepherds pipe on oaten straws
⁠   And merry larks are ploughmen’s clocks,
When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws,
⁠   And maidens bleach their summer smocks,
The cuckoo then on every tree
Mocks married men; for thus sings he,
⁠            Cuckoo;
Cuckoo, cuckoo: O word of fear,
Unpleasing to a married ear!

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