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The Sixteenth of May.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 


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The Sixteenth of May.

Elisa , sweeter than the Rose,
On which the May its dews bestows;
Elisa, brighter than the Morn,
Whose orient beams the May adorn;
Elisa claims my song to-day,
The Daughter and the Queen of May.
The feather'd Quire from every tree
Salute the Fair, and sing with me:
Well may they sing, and well prefer
The Month that gave the World and Her:
The World and She began in May;
A tedious World, were She away.
But oh! ye wings of fleeting time,
Be tender of her glorious Prime:
Late may her eyes their fire resign!
Still give us death, so still they shine:
And let her reign, without decay,
The Queen of Beauty, and of May.