Spring - Cowen, Frederic Hymen

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⌛ Period → Romantic ◈ Genre → Partsongs ♬ Voicing → SATB ¶ Language → English

Parts 4

Instruments A cappella

Pages 8

CPDL # 76111

Editor David Anderson

Posted 2023-10-06

License Personal

¶Lyrics / Text

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-gug, pu-we, to-witta-woo! The palm and may Make country houses gay, Lambs frisk and play, The shepherds pipe all day, And we hear aye birds this merry lay: Cuckoo, jug-gug, pu-we, to-witta-woo! The fields breathe sweet, The daisies kiss our feet, Young lovers meet, old wives a-sunning sit, in ev’ry street These tunes our ears do greet: Cuckoo, jug-gug, pu-we, to-witta-woo!