John Milton: Song on May Morning

     Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger,
     Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her
     The flowery May, who from her 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 our early song,
And welcome thee, and wish thee long.

[Norton Anthology of Poetry (Revised Edition) p. 299]

Lane Core Jr. CIW P — Thu. 05/01/03 07:43:10 AM
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