Friday, May 1, 2009

SONG OF MAY MORNING by John Milton

Now the bright morning-star, day's harbinger,
Come dancing from the east, and leads with her
The flowery May, who from green lap throws
The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose.
Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire
Mirth, and youth and warm desire:
Woods and groves are of thy dressing,
Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing.
Thus we salute thee with early song,
And welcome thee, and wish thee long.

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