SONG ON MAY MORNING
by John Milton
Now the bright morning StarDayes harbinger
Comes dancing from the Eastand leads with her
The Flowry Maywho from her green lap throws
The yellow Cowslipand the pale Primrose.
Hail bounteous May that dost inspire
Mirth and youthand warm desire
Woods and Grovesare of thy dressing
Hill and Daledoth boast thy blessing.
Thus we salute thee with our early Song
And welcom theeand wish thee long. - -