Thomas Nashe Play Poems

  • 1.
    Spring, the sweet spring, is the year's pleasant king,
    Then blooms each thing, then maids dance in a ring,
    Cold doth not sting, the pretty birds do sing:
    Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo!
    ...
  • 2.
    Spring, the sweet spring, is the year's pleasant king,
    Then blooms each thing, then maids dance in a ring,
    Cold doth not sting, the pretty birds do sing:
    Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo!
    ...
  • 3.
    Perusing yesternight with idle eyes,
    The Fairy Singers stately tuned verse:
    And viewing after Chap-mens wonted guise,
    What strange contents the title did rehearse.
    ...
  • 4.
    Spring, the sweet Spring, is the year's pleasant king;
    Then blooms each thing, then maids dance in a ring,
    Cold doth not sting, the pretty birds do sing-
    Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo!
    ...
Total 4 Play Poems by Thomas Nashe

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