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 Hebe's here, May is here!
 The air is fresh and sunny;
  And the miser-bees are busy
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 Hebe's here, May is here!
 The air is fresh and sunny;
  And the miser-bees are busy
   Hoarding golden honey. 
O month when they who love must love and wed.
O month when they who love must love and wed.
 Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
 And summer's lease hath all too short a date.  
 Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
 And summer's lease hath all too short a date. 
 May, queen of blossoms,
 And fulfilling flowers,
  With what pretty music
   Shall we charm read more 
 May, queen of blossoms,
 And fulfilling flowers,
  With what pretty music
   Shall we charm the hours?
    Wilt thou have pipe and reed,
     Blown in the open mead?
      Or to the lute give heed
       In the green bowers. 
 For I'm to be Queen o' the May, mother, I'm to be Queen o' the 
May.  
 For I'm to be Queen o' the May, mother, I'm to be Queen o' the 
May. 
More matter for a May morning.
More matter for a May morning.
But winter lingering chills the lap of May.
But winter lingering chills the lap of May.
 Oh! that we two were Maying
 Down the stream of the soft spring breeze;
  Like children with read more 
 Oh! that we two were Maying
 Down the stream of the soft spring breeze;
  Like children with violets playing,
   In the shade of the whispering trees. 
 Who first beholds the light of day
 In Spring's sweet flowery month of May
  And wears an read more 
 Who first beholds the light of day
 In Spring's sweet flowery month of May
  And wears an Emerald all her life,
   Shall be a loved and happy wife.