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A Lovey Day
The primroses still continue their welcome bloom on the commons on a May day, With scattered oaks and rich thickets the birds chirping the days are longer, Hundreds of nightingales singing together, sad songs from an enchanted forest, A cuckoo is heard from deep in the fairy forest and the rich grasses knee deep. Mornings now are not so dark, the pools and streams flow white with ranunculus, Foxglove leaves are springing up, firm and green in the woods and on many banks, Soon it will be time to dig and hoe, the red and black spotted butterfly flies, Time to wander over ancient commons, the ichneumon flies are out busy and alert. It's so nice to see the spring again in gardens the common current is so lovely, Hedges luxuriantly green, the perfume of hawthorn, everything is just beautiful, The woods to which the young people used to go out before day break, a-maying, The sky with dark whitish clouds scudding their way to the sea, maybe some rain.
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