Spring And Winter

WHEN daisies pied and violets blue,
   And lady-smocks all silver-white,
And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue
   Do paint the meadows with delight,
The cuckoo then, on every tree,
Mocks married men; for thus sings he,
   Cuckoo!
Cuckoo, cuckoo! - O word of fear,
Unpleasing to a married ear!

When shepherds pipe on oaten straws,
   And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks,
When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws,
   And maidens bleach their summer smocks
The cuckoo then, on every tree,
Mocks married men; for thus sings he,
   Cuckoo!
Cuckoo, cuckoo! - O word of fear,
Unpleasing to a married ear!

by William Shakespeare

Comments (8)

I like this poem. It reminds me of myself. -Crazy Bitch
i feel the same way. they say it's because i don't love myself and therefor i will never allow someone to love me.
Ruth, I love your poem...and I hope you, and everybody who feels like that...will find your way...listen to your heart it will show you where to go...
love it, i can so relate to it. ^^
wow..i completely relate to this! ..im not that great at writing. it just all spills out onto the page, but not like this! very good
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