Here you will find the Poem What Bird So Sings of poet Thomas Dekker
What bird so sings, yet so does wail, 'Tis Philomel the Nightingale; Jug, jug, jug, tereu she cries, And hating earth, to heaven she flies. Ha, ha, hark, hark, the Cuckoos sing Cuckoo, to welcome in the Spring. Brave prick-song; who is't now we hear! 'Tis the Lark's silver lir-a-lir: Chirrup, the Sparrow flies away; For he fell to't ere break of day. Ha, ha, hark hark; the Cuckoos sing Cuckoo, to welcome in the Spring
