Under the greenwood tree
Who loves to lie with me,
And turn his merry note
Unto the sweet bird's throat,
Come hither, come hither, come hither:
Here shall he see No enemy
But winter and rough weather.
Spring has sprung in Oxford. It's beautiful.
This tree is blooming outside of St Mary the Virgin church on the High Street.
1 comment:
That's gorgeous.
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