John Dovaston - May lyrics

Sure, merry May, thy reign is near allied To that of early love.--Thy subjects play Blushing in bloom; and pranked in frolic pride Right freshly shines thy blithe and breezy day. In the green shade that scarce excludes the ray, The insect hum is up; the brilliant fly Lights on a sunny leaf and glistens gay; While the coy blackcap warbles wildly nigh. Quick shoots the gossamer all reddening bright With sunny glance: the sharp-winged swallows high Sail nimbly: and full many a flowret's eye Looks eager on thy realm with flush delight. Sure thou art akin to love, sweet May.--And I Perchance could tell some other reason why.