YOUNG May sat fainting and chill, <br />And neither could live nor die; <br />She looked and hated the sky, <br />Yet knew not what was her ill. <br />Ah well-a-day! <br />For the lonely May. <br /> <br />She tired of weeping, and slept; <br />Who woke her up but the Sun? <br />And joy and love had begun <br />To teach her why she had wept <br />Oh bright new day <br />For the startled May!<br /><br />Augusta Davies Webster<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/young-may-sat-fainting-and-chill/
