Seasons Change

Sumer is icumen in

Lhude sing cuccu!

Groweth sed and bloweth med

And springth the wode nu.

Sing cuccu!

Awe bleteth after lomb,

Lhouth after calve cu,

Bulluc sterteth, bucke verteth,

Murie sing cuccu!

Wel thu singes, cuccu,

Ne swik thu naver nu!

Sing cuccu nu, sing cuccu!

Sing cuccu nu, sing cuccu!

sed — seed; med — mead, meadow; wode — wood; awe — ewe; bleteth — bleats; lomb — lamb; lhouth — lows; sterteth — leaps; swik — cease; nu — now


— Anonymous, 13th c.


Winter is icummen in,

Lhude sing Goddamm,

Raineth drop and staineth slop,

And how the wind doth ramm!

   Sing: Goddamm.

Skiddeth bus and sloppeth us,

An ague hath my ham.

Freezeth river, turneth liver

   Damn you, sing: Goddamm.

Goddamm, Goddamm, ’tis why I am, Goddamm,

   So ’gainst the winter’s balm.

Sing goddamm, damm, sing Goddamm,

Sing goddamm, sing goddamm, DAMM.


— Ezra Pound