 | Select poems of Edward Hovel Thurlow |  |
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[When apple trees in blossom are]
When apple trees in blossom are,
And cherries of a silken white;
And king-cups deck the meadows fair;
And daffodils in brooks delight;
When golden wall-flower blooms around;
And purple violets scent the ground;
And lilac 'gins to show her bloom;
We then may say the May is come.
And cherries of a silken white;
And king-cups deck the meadows fair;
And daffodils in brooks delight;
When golden wall-flower blooms around;
And purple violets scent the ground;
And lilac 'gins to show her bloom;
We then may say the May is come.
When happy shepherds tell their tale,
Under the tender-leafy tree;
And all adown the grassy vale
The mocking Cuckoo chanteth free;
And Philomel with liquid throat
Doth pour the welcome warbling note,
That had been all the winter dumb;
We then may say the May is come.
Under the tender-leafy tree;
And all adown the grassy vale
The mocking Cuckoo chanteth free;
And Philomel with liquid throat
Doth pour the welcome warbling note,
That had been all the winter dumb;
We then may say the May is come.
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When fishes leap in silver streams;
And tender corn is springing high;
And banks are warm with sunny beams;
And twitt'ring swallows cleave the sky;
And forests' bees are humming near;
And cowslips in boys' hats appear;
And maids do wear the meadows' bloom;
We then may say the May is come.
And tender corn is springing high;
And banks are warm with sunny beams;
And twitt'ring swallows cleave the sky;
And forests' bees are humming near;
And cowslips in boys' hats appear;
And maids do wear the meadows' bloom;
We then may say the May is come.
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