Is the merry month of May.
They who bathe in May
Will soon be laid in clay;
They who bathe in June
Will sing another tune.
Yorkshire.
Come listen awhile to what we shall say,
Concerning the season, the month we call May;
For the flowers they are springing, and the birds they do sing,
And the baziers (auriculas) are sweet in the morning of May.
When the trees are in bloom, and the meadows are green,