Thursday, May 14, 2015

Words On the Month of May


For this is May! who with a daisy chain
Leads on the laughing Hours . . . 
And the glad earth, caressed by murmuring showers,
Wakes like a bride, to deck herself with flowers.
Henry Sylvester Cornwell, May.

The voice of one who goes before, to make
The paths of June more beautiful, is thine
Sweet May!
Helen Hunt Jackson, May.

Oh! that we two were Maying
Down the stream of the soft spring breeze; 
Like children with violets playing,
In the shade of the whispering trees.
Charles Kingsley, The Saint's Tragedy, Act ii, sc. 9.

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