Songs from the play "Zapolya"

Song     (Act II, Scene I, lines 65-80)     A sunny shaft did I behold,     From sky to earth it slanted:     And poised therein a bird so bold     Sweet bird, thou wert enchanted!     He sank, he rose, he twinkled, he trolled     Within that shaft of sunny mist;     His eyes of fire, his beak of gold,     All else of amethyst!     And thus he sang: `Adieu! adieu!     Love's dreams prove seldom true.     The blossoms they make no delay:     The sparkling dew-drops will not stay.     Sweet month of May,          We must away;              Far, far away!                  To-day! to-day!'     Hunting Song     (Act IV, Scene II, lines 56-71)     Up, up ! ye dames, ye lasses gay!     To the meadows trip away.     'Tis you must tend the flocks this morn,     And scare the small birds from the corn.     Not a soul at home may stay:         For the shepherds must go         With lance and bow     To hunt the wolf in the woods to-day.     Leave the hearth and leave the house     To the cricket and the mouse:     Find grannam out a sunny seat,     With babe and lambkin at her feet.     Not a soul at home must stay:         For the shepherds must go         With lance and bow     To hunt the wolf in the woods to-day.