May Day

Song on a May Morning by John Milton

 

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 doth inspire

Mirth, and youth, and warm desire;

Woods and groves are of they dressing,

Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing;

Thus we salute thee with our early song,

And welcome thee, and wish thee long.

 

 

pink hibiscus from our yard