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May-Day Song
Rainbow showers of sunlight falling
Tint the dew on every spray!
Loud across the valley calling,
Hark the jolly cuckoo's lay!
Children, bringing
Wreaths, are singing
“Come away!”
Tint the dew on every spray!
Loud across the valley calling,
Hark the jolly cuckoo's lay!
Children, bringing
Wreaths, are singing
“Come away!”
Celandine the lane has spangled;
Holly laughs no more at may;
Rills, that icy fingers tangled,
Now like loosened ringlets stray!
Woods are crying,
Meads replying,
“Come away!”
Holly laughs no more at may;
Rills, that icy fingers tangled,
Now like loosened ringlets stray!
Woods are crying,
Meads replying,
“Come away!”
Holt and hurst, to spring awaking,
Birds in rapturous roundelay,
Sing you shame for money-making,
Losing for the World To-day!
Leave your labours,
Careful neighbours!
Come away!
Birds in rapturous roundelay,
Sing you shame for money-making,
Losing for the World To-day!
Leave your labours,
Careful neighbours!
Come away!
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