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William Shakespeare - Spring

Spring (from Love's Labour's Lost)
William Shakespeare
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!' O word of fear,
Unpleasing to a married ear.

When shepherds pipe on oaten straws,
And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks,

William Shakespeare - Sonnet 98

Sonnet 98
William Shakespeare
From you have I been absent in the spring
When proud-pied April, dress’d in all his trim,
Hath put a spirit of youth in every thing,
That heavy Saturn laugh’d and leap’d with him.
Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell
Of different flowers in odour and in hue,
Could make me any summer’s story tell,
Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew:

William Blake - To Spring

To Spring
William Blake
O thou with dewy locks, who lookest down
Through the clear windows of the morning, turn
Thine angel eyes upon our western isle,
Which in full choir hails thy approach, O Spring!

The hills tell one another, and the listening
Valleys hear; all our longing eyes are turn’d
Up to thy bright pavilions: issue forth
And let thy holy feet visit our clime!

Robert Frost - A Prayer in Spring

A Prayer in Spring
Robert Frost
Oh, give us pleasure in the flowers to-day;
And give us not to think so far away
As the uncertain harvest; keep us here
All simply in the springing of the year.

Oh, give us pleasure in the orchard white,
Like nothing else by day, like ghosts by night;
And make us happy in the happy bees,
The swarm dilating round the perfect trees.

Robert Louis Stevenson - Spring Carol

Spring Carol
Robert Louis Stevenson
When loud by landside streamlets gush,
And clear in the greenwood quires the thrush,
With sun on the meadows
And songs in the shadows
Comes again to me
The gift of the tongues of the lea,
The gift of the tongues of meadows.

Straightway my olden heart returns
And dances with the dancing burns;
It sings with the sparrows;
To the rain and the (grimy) barrows

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Біздің көктем
Мұқағали Мақатаев
Көктем келді ауылға, мамырлап бұлт,
Таң-тамаша дүние, дабырлап жұрт.
Көктем келді. Өмірдің келешегі -
Көкпен бірге дүркіреп төл өседі.
Сағым қыздың ап қашып орамалын,
Асыр caп тентек жігіт - жел еседі.
Көктем келіп ауылға қыз көрікті,
Таң-тамаша дүние жүзге еніпті.
Асқар ала таулардан асып әрі,
Аяз атаң барады мұз бөрікті.
Көктем, көктем! Қыз - көктем ауылдағы