ghizela rowe - a calendar of sonnets - may by helen hunt jackson lyrics
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o month when they who love must love and wed!
were one to go to worlds where may is naught
and seek to tell the memories he had brought
from earth of thee, what were most fitly said?
i know not if the rosy showers shed
from apple+boughs, or if the soft green wrought
in fields, or if the robin’s call be fraught
the most with thy delight. perhaps they read
thee best who in the ancient time did say
thou wert the sacred month unto the old:
no blossom blooms upon thy brightest day
so subtly sweet as memories which unfold
in aged hearts which in thy sunshine lie
to sun themselves once more before they die
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