Eros took light-haired April as partner in dance

and nature entered its best and sweetest hour

and in the shade where coolness and fair scents lie

was the beautiful, swooning singing of the birds.

The water clear and sweet, the water gracious,

flowed into a scented pool

and took its scent and took its coolness

and ran back out into the sun to show the abundance of the spring

and flowed here and there, singing like a night gale.

Dionysios Solomos