O lusty May, with Flora Queen, The balme drops from Phoebus' sheen Prelucent beams before the day, By Diana groweth green Through gladness of this lusty May. Then Hesperus that is so bright, To woeful hearts he casteth light Right pleasantly before the day, And shows and sheds forth of that sight Through gladness of this lusty May. The birds on broughs of ev'ry sorth Send forth their notes and make great mirht On banks that bloom on ev'ry brae, And fare and fly o'er field and firth Through gladness of this lusty May. All lovers' hearts that are in care, To their ladies they do repair On fresh mornings before the day, And are in mirht aye more and more Through gladness of this lusty May. Of all the monthes of the year, To mirthful May there is no peer, Then glist'ring garments are so fay, Ye lovers all make merry cheer Through gladness of this lusty May.
- by Anonymous / Unidentified Author [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)
- by Melvill David , "O lusty May", published 1612 [vocal quartet], partsong from Book of Roundels [text verified 1 time]
Researcher for this text: Linda Godry
This text was added to the website: 2009-01-17
Line count: 25
Word count: 159