Zephyrus brings the time that sweetly scenteth
With flowers and herbs, and winter's frost exileth
Progne now chirpeth, and Philomel lamenteth
Flora the garlands white and red compileth
Fields do rejoice, the frowning sky relenteth
Jove, to behold his dearest daughter, smileth
The air, the water, the earth to joy consenteth
Each creature now to love, him reconcileth
Zephyrus brings the time was written by Michael Cavendish.