O LUSTY May, with Flora queen! <br />The balmy dropis from Phoebus sheen <br />Preluciand beams before the day: <br />By that Diana growis green <br />Through gladness of this lusty May. <br /> <br />Then Esperus, that is so bricht, <br />Til woful hairtis castis his light, <br />With bankis that bloomis on every brae; <br />And schouris are shed forth of their sicht <br />Through gladness of this lusty May. <br /> <br />Birdis on bewis of every birth, <br />Rejoicing notis makand their mirth <br />Richt plesantly upon the spray, <br />With flourishingis o'er field and firth <br />Through gladness of this lusty May. <br /> <br />All luvaris that are in care <br />To their ladies they do repair <br />In fresh morningis before the day, <br />And are in mirth ay mair and mair <br />Through gladness of this lusty May.<br /><br />Anonymous Olde English<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lusty-may-2/
