Fantastic sighting (hearing?) - I've always enjoyed it but never imagined anyone would have the gumption. There's a Middle English/early Modern poem in the old Oxford Book of English Verse (the Quiller-Couch edition) which starts: 'Fair Amoret has gone astray' and asks for help from 'every lover' in finding her ... very sweet; the sort of thing a 1940s version of Robin Hood would sing while sitting under an oak tree. That's the only place I've ever encountered it. Thank you!