I TRUST that my friends will remember, <br />Whilst I these my pleasures display, <br />Resort to my musical chamber, <br />The laurel crown'd desert in May. <br /> <br />Resort to this chamber at leisure, <br />Attend it by night and by day; <br />To feast on the dainties of pleasure, <br />Which cannot be stinted in May. <br /> <br />This place is both pleasing and moral, <br />A chamber both lovely and gay, <br />In the shade of a ne'er fading laurel, <br />Whose grace in December is May. <br /> <br /> <br />Abounding with every fine story, <br />While time passes hurrying away, <br />This place is a banquet of glory, <br />Which rings with the ditties of May. <br /> <br />The chamber of Chatham and Dolly, <br />A place of a comical play, <br />Gave place unto Love's fine folly, <br />The birds and sweet flowers of May. <br /> <br />Here Venus attends with her lover, <br />Here Floras their suitors betray, <br />And uncommon secrets discover, <br />Which break from the bosom of May. <br /> <br />Here ever young Hebe sits smiling, <br />The wonders of youth to portray, <br />Excluding old age from defiling <br />The lads and the lassies of May. <br /> <br />Call by, little stranger, one minute, <br />Your joy will reward your delay; <br />Come, feast with the lark and the linnet, <br />And drink of the waters of May. <br /> <br />Walk in, little mistress, be steady, <br />You 'r welcome a visit to pay; <br />All things in the chamber are ready, <br />Resolve to be married in May.<br /><br />George Moses Horton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-musical-chamber/
