May Song

Come let us lift our voice, and sing
A song to greet the May,
When all the woodland echoes ring,
And light and shadow play.
The grass is springing at our feet,
The fleecy cloud is seen,
Then let us sing a song for May
When all the fields are green.

A thrill of life is in the air,
Whose breathing is the wind,
It comes and goes, and everywhere
A music stays behind.
A thousand leaves burst into leaf
Where late no bud was seen;
Then let us sing a song for May
When all the fields are green.

The spirit of the May is here—
It walks from place to place,
And where it rests its unseen feet
A flower upturns its face.
The joy of life and love is rife
To crown her summer's queen;
Then let us sing a song for May
When all the fields are green.