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WHITE RABBITS

  1. Paraglider profile image88
    Paragliderposted 8 years ago

    Now is the month of Maying,
    When merry lads are playing,
    Fa la la la la.

    Each with his bonny lass,
    upon the greeny grass,
    Fa la la la la.

    The Spring clad all in gladness,
    Doth laugh at Winter´s sadness,
    Fa la la la la.

    And to the bagpipes sound,
    The nymphs tread out their ground,
    Fa la la la la.

    Fie then! why sit we musing,
    Youth´s sweet delight refusing?
    Fa la la la la.

    Say dainty nymphs and speak,
    shall we play Barley break?
    Fa la la la la.

    (English traditional, and White Rabbits for the first of May - lest we forget simpler times)

  2. elisabeth reid profile image76
    elisabeth reidposted 8 years ago

    Thank you for this.  In the midst of all the fuss of day-to-day life, a reminder to stop and appreciate the seasons as they change -- to appreciate the glory of the little things --  is a most welcome reminder.

    Thank you, thank you, thank you.

  3. Paraglider profile image88
    Paragliderposted 8 years ago

    My pleasure, Elizabeth smile

  4. Lifebydesign profile image73
    Lifebydesignposted 8 years ago

    Hi paraglider you wouldn't know the words to 'Cherry Ripe' would you? An old english children's folk song. Don't know why you would just got spurred to ask..:-)

    1. Paraglider profile image88
      Paragliderposted 8 years ago in reply to this

      The song was made from the Robert Herrick poem of the same name. Herrick was an English Renaissance poet

      Cherry-Ripe

      CHERRY-RIPE, ripe, ripe, I cry,
      Full and fair ones; come and buy.
      If so be you ask me where
      They do grow, I answer: There
      Where my Julia's lips do smile;
      There 's the land, or cherry-isle,
      Whose plantations fully show
      All the year where cherries grow.

 
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