And by the meadow-trenches blow the faint sweet cuckoo-flowers.

And by the meadow-trenches blow the faint sweet cuckoo-flowers.

The nesh yonge coweslip bendethe wyth the dewe.

The nesh yonge coweslip bendethe wyth the dewe.

The even mead, that erst brought sweetly forth
The freckled cowslip, burnet, and green clover,
Wanting the read more

The even mead, that erst brought sweetly forth
The freckled cowslip, burnet, and green clover,
Wanting the scythe, all uncorrected, rank,
Conceives by idleness, and nothing teems
But hateful docks, rough thistles, kecksies, burrs,
Losing both beauty and utility.

And ye talk together still,
In the language wherewith Spring
Letters cowslips on the hill.

And ye talk together still,
In the language wherewith Spring
Letters cowslips on the hill.

Thus I set my printless feet
O'er the cowslip's velvet head,
That bends not as I tread.

Thus I set my printless feet
O'er the cowslip's velvet head,
That bends not as I tread.

The first wan cowslip, wet
With tears of the first morn.

The first wan cowslip, wet
With tears of the first morn.

And wild-scatter'd cowslips bedeck the green dale.

And wild-scatter'd cowslips bedeck the green dale.

Yet soon fair Spring shall give another scene.
And yellow cowslips gild the level green.

Yet soon fair Spring shall give another scene.
And yellow cowslips gild the level green.

Through tall cowslips nodding near you,
Just to touch you as you pass.

Through tall cowslips nodding near you,
Just to touch you as you pass.