Birdlings now list for your footsteps again,
Violet! May Flower! Snowdrop! my dears,
Rouse and give welcome when robin appears.
Summer is coming with sunshine and song,
Life will be happiness all the day long.
Haste! from your slumbers now brightly arouse,
Shake out your garments and garland your brows!”
Swift at the sound of their loved leader’s call,
Leaped up the flowers by hillside and wall;
Over the meadows and forests they wove