A Pastoral Made in the Year 1715
Flocks are sporting,
Doves are courting,
Warbling linnets sweetly sing;
Joy and pleasure
Without measure,
Kindly hail the glorious spring.
Flocks are bleating,
Rocks repeating,
Valleys echo back the sound;
Dancing, singing,
Piping, springing,
Nought but mirth and joy goes round.
Doves are courting,
Warbling linnets sweetly sing;
Joy and pleasure
Without measure,
Kindly hail the glorious spring.
Flocks are bleating,
Rocks repeating,
Valleys echo back the sound;
Dancing, singing,
Piping, springing,
Nought but mirth and joy goes round.
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