Luyện nghe bài hát Clear or cloudy - Second Booke of Songes, 1600, no21

Cleare or cloudie as April showring,
Smooth or frowning so is hir to mee,
or smiling like milde May all flowring,
When skies blew silke and medowes bee,
Hir speeches notes of that bird that singeth,
Who thought all sweet yet jarring outringeth.

Hir grace like June, earth and trees bee trimde,
In best of compleat beauties height,
Hir againe like sommers daies bee dimde,
With little cloudes of doubtfull faith,
Hir trust hir doubt, like and heat in Skies,
Gently thundring, she lightning to eies.

Sweet spring that breatheth life and growing,
In weedes as into and flowers,
And sees of service sorts in sowing,
Some haply seeming and being yours,
Raine on your herbs and that truly serve,
And let weeds lack dew and duly starve.