Classic Poem

No more Blustery winter rages—
Snow storms chill the plain no more
Lords & Ladies crowed the hedges
Budding cowslips throng the moor
Love & nature are reviving
Love & nature Sisters be
Birds new nests are contriving
Gaily hums the humble bee
The white Thorn Bushes buds are swelling
Woodbine leaves are nearly through
Hedge Sparrows loves first tales are telling
Where Lords & Ladies peep to view
And I'll away to bonny Susan
And see the Chaffinch build again
Its green places early chusing
Eer the pile weed burns again