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May-day

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Parent Issue
Day
11
Month
May
Year
1877
Copyright
Public Domain
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If I were asked the season, I could not teil to-day; Should say it etill was winter - The calendar saya May. If this, indeed, be May-day, I must be growing old; For nothing I was nsed to Do I to-day bchold. On May-day in New England, Inthat old town of oura, We rose before the daybrcak, And went and gathered flowers. If there are woods in Hingham I have forgot; I know Tliat there were woods in Seekonk, Sonic f orty years ago. And thither went the children, For there the wild flowers grew; They pluckcd them op by handfuls, With fingers wet with dew; And then in pretty baskets, With little sprigs of f,reen, They placed them, and stole homeward, And hoped they were not seen. Along the roads and by-ways The merry creatures crept, And roxmd iheir sweethearte;' housos, While still their sweetliearts slept. The baskets on their windows Tliey hung and stole away; And no onc knew wlio did it, Or, knomng, none would say. It sijoiled her simple pleastire If any malden know Who sent her her May basket - She had to gueas out who. Ah ! those indeed were May-days ! Bilt this - this dreary day- The ciilendar's mistaken, 'Titi not the lst of May 1 Why, if ït were, my lady, I would have gone in lime And made you your May basket, If only onc of rhyme i Bnt I haven't dono it, darling; The words tliat I have sung Are faded recollections Of May when I was yöling. -Harper W-cdklfi.

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Old News
Michigan Argus