"Summer Breeze" by Erte - click to enlarge
The Cuckoo Song
(Traditional 13th century)
Sing, cuccu, nu. Sing, cuccu.
Sing, cuccu. Sing, cuccu, nu.
Sumer is i-cumin in—
Lhude sing, cuccu!
Groweth sed and bloweth med
And springth the wude nu.
Sing, cuccu!
Awe bleteth after lomb,
Lhouth after calve cu,
Bulluc sterteth, bucke verteth
Murie sing, cuccu!
Cuccu, cuccu,
Wel singes thu, cuccu.
Ne swik thu naver nu!
OR (in a loose translation/interpretation by American poet Michael R. Burch):
Sing now cuckoo! Sing, cuckoo!
Sing, cuckoo! Sing now cuckoo!
Summer is a-comin'!
Sing loud, cuckoo!
The seed grows,
The meadow blows,
The woods spring up anew.
Sing, cuckoo!
The ewe bleats for her lamb;
The cows contentedly moo;
The bullock roots;
The billy-goat poots ...
Sing merrily, cuckoo!
Cuckoo, cuckoo,
You sing so well, cuckoo!
Never stop, until you're through!
Long, light, languid evenings are beckoning, dear reader...
Lovely choice of art! I really had a thing for Erté's work back when I was in art school, but had almost forgotten it until now. I have a feeling I'm not going to get much done today as I've already started down the internet rabbit hole...
ReplyDeleteErté is by far my favourite artist - we have three of his original "Mirage Editions" posters from 1980 on our walls here at Dolores Delargo Towers. If you click the "label" at the foot of this post, you'll find much, much more of his work... Jx
DeleteYOUR SPELLING IS TERRIBLE, MURIEL! Were you tipping the wine box again?
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely poem. Have never this graphic or read this poem. I can't wait for the heat. Less clothing. Men. Sigh. 'Tis my favorite season. Kizzes.
"Bulluc sterteth" is a phrase I am determined to weave into conversation in future :-)
DeleteI can't wait for more settled, warm weather - it's rather grey and blustery here at the moment. Jx
Sumer is i-cumin in
ReplyDeleteLove this song and yes it works well as a poem too as long as you did Chaucer at school
The sentiment is timeless.
Love the Erté too but now I have The Isley Brother's 'Summer Breeze' in my head
"Summer breeze makes me feel fine
Blowin' through the jasmine in my mind"
And today, it has felt exactly like summer is on its way - glorious! More of the same tomorrow. Let's dig out the Isley Brothers to celebrate. Jx
DeleteI only remember Vernal Equinox because it's my bday. LOL
ReplyDeleteLove the Erté. Gosh he did glorious drawings.
The poem is very evocative and paints images well. Have never read it before.
I want summer to be here. Even if I have to fight the hordes at the Osterman beach. Man watching there is always fun.
XOXO
What a great day for a birthday! Yes, we're waiting for "men-with-tops-off-weather", too - won't be long... Jx
DeleteEquinoxe vernal, mon moment prefere aves le reveillon de Nouvel An.
ReplyDeleteSortez le champagne et les canapeset celebrez comme je le fais a Montreal.
J'espere que le printemps apportera des moments heureux a Londres.
*d'Anjou
We really should have had champagne and canapes, but for the fact it was a bit too grey and drizzly to feel festive. Roll on "proper" Spring! Jx
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