„Spring, the sweet spring, is the year's pleasant King,
Then blooms each thing, then maids dance in a ring,
Cold doth not sting, the pretty birds do sing,
Cuckoo, jug, jug, pu wee, to witta woo!“
— Thomas Nashe English Elizabethan pamphleteer and poet 1567 - 1601
Summer's Last Will and Testament http://www.elizabethanauthors.com/summ1.htm (1600), lines 161-164.