Like flights of singing-birds went by
The cheerful hours of girlhood’s day,
When, in my native bowers,
Of simple buds and flowers
They wove a crown, and hailed me Queen of May!
Like airy sprites the lasses came,
Spring’s offerings at my feet to lay;
The crystal from the fountain,
The green bough from the mountain,
They brought to cheer and shade the Queen of May.
Around the May-pole on the green,
A fairy ring they tripped away;
All merriment and pleasure,
To chords of tuneful measure
They bounded by the happy Queen of May.
Though years have passed, and Time has strown
My raven locks with flakes of gray,
Fond Memory brings the hours
Of buds and blossom-showers
When in girlhood I was crowned the Queen of May.
(George Pope Morris)
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