Heralds of summer are here

Heralds of summer are here

Their abode to garnish anew,

And softest carpets do appear,

Of grasses green and flow'ry tissue.

A velvet carpet doth appear,

O'er all the land with verdant hue,

Heralds of summer are here

Their abode to garnish anew.

Listless hearts, long time so drear,

God be thanked, are sweet and gay;

For thou must go, hence take thy way,

Bleak Winter, thou must disappear!

Heralds of summer are here.