Robert Annys: Poor Priest. A Tale of the Great Uprising

by Annie Nathan Meyer

Thude sing cuccu;

Groweth seed, and bloweth mead,

And springeth the wod nu,

Sing cuccu!"

Then followed the chorus:—

"Cuccu, cuccu, well singes thu, cuccu,

Ne cease thu never nu.

Sing cuccu, nu, sing, cuccu,

Sing cuccu, sing cuccu nu!"

Next came a quaint request from a sturdy throat which delighted especially those at the lower tables:—