Luyện nghe bài hát The Seasons

Come all you lads and lasses, I'd have you give
To these few lines I'm to write here,
'Tis of the seasons of the year that I shall mention,
The of all things doth appear.
And now you are and all in your prosperity,
Come cheer up your hearts and revive the spring
Join off in pairs like the in February
That St. Day it forth do bring.

Then cometh Spring, which all the doth nourish;
The are beginning to be decked with green,
The trees put forth buds and the blossoms they do flourish,
And the blades of corn on the earth are to be seen.
Don't you see the little by the dams a-playing?
The is singing in the shady grove.
The flowers they are springing, the maids go a-Maying,
In all hearts seem now to move.

cometh Autumn with the sun so hot and piercing;
The goes forth with his dog and his gun
To fetch the woodcock, the partridge and the pheasant,
For and for profit as well as for fun.
Behold, loaded apple-trees the farmer is befriended,
They will up his casks that have long laid dry.
All nature seems to now, her task is nearly ended,
And more of the seasons will by and by.

When night comes on with song and tale we pass the hours;
By keeping up a cheerful heart we hope for days.
We tend the cattle, sow the seed, work unto the ploughers,
With patience till winter yields before the sun's fair rays.
And so the world goes and round, and every time and season
With pleasure and with crowns the passage of the year,
And so through every time of life, to him who with reason,
The of all things doth appear.