[00:00.00]90听音乐网 www.90T8.com [00:00.92]The Spring by Thomas Carew [00:05.43]Now that the winter's gone the earth hath lost [00:08.34]Her snow-white robes and now no more the frost [00:11.27]Candies the grass or casts an icy cream [00:14.11]Upon the silver lake or crystal stream; [00:17.58]But the warm sun thaws the benumbed earth [00:20.93]And makes it tender; gives a sacred birth [00:23.89]To the dead swallow; wakes in hollow tree [00:27.11]The drowsy cuckoo and the humble bee [00:30.19]Now do a choir of chirping minstrels bring [00:32.84]In triumph to the world the youthful spring [00:36.09]The valleys hills and woods in rich array [00:39.00]Welcome the coming of the long'd-for May [00:42.06]Now all things smile; only my love doth lour; [00:48.05]Nor hath the scalding noonday sun the power [00:50.76]To melt that marble ice which still doth hold [00:53.77]Her heart congeal'd and makes her pity cold [00:57.77]The ox which lately did for shelter fly [01:00.37]Into the stall doth now securely lie [01:03.00]In open fields; and love no more is made [01:06.26]By the fireside but in the cooler shade [01:09.26]Amyntas now doth with his Chloris sleep [01:11.54]Under a sycamore and all things keep [01:14.13]Time with the season; only she doth carry [01:17.67]June in her eyes in her heart January
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[00:00.00]90听音乐网 www.90T8.com[00:00.92]The Spring by Thomas Carew
[00:05.43]Now that the winter's gone the earth hath lost
[00:08.34]Her snow-white robes and now no more the frost
[00:11.27]Candies the grass or casts an icy cream
[00:14.11]Upon the silver lake or crystal stream;
[00:17.58]But the warm sun thaws the benumbed earth
[00:20.93]And makes it tender; gives a sacred birth
[00:23.89]To the dead swallow; wakes in hollow tree
[00:27.11]The drowsy cuckoo and the humble bee
[00:30.19]Now do a choir of chirping minstrels bring
[00:32.84]In triumph to the world the youthful spring
[00:36.09]The valleys hills and woods in rich array
[00:39.00]Welcome the coming of the long'd-for May
[00:42.06]Now all things smile; only my love doth lour;
[00:48.05]Nor hath the scalding noonday sun the power
[00:50.76]To melt that marble ice which still doth hold
[00:53.77]Her heart congeal'd and makes her pity cold
[00:57.77]The ox which lately did for shelter fly
[01:00.37]Into the stall doth now securely lie
[01:03.00]In open fields; and love no more is made
[01:06.26]By the fireside but in the cooler shade
[01:09.26]Amyntas now doth with his Chloris sleep
[01:11.54]Under a sycamore and all things keep
[01:14.13]Time with the season; only she doth carry
[01:17.67]June in her eyes in her heart January
