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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!

春天，可爱的春天，是一年中最可爱的国王，然后百花怒放，接着姑娘们围成一圈跳舞，寒冷不叮人，漂亮的鸟儿歌唱:杜鹃，水壶，噗——我们，呜——呜!

— Thomas Nashe 托马斯·纳什