MAY MIRACLES
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Muget in schowen waz dem meien
Would ye see the lovely wonder
Wrought us by the May?
See how all are laughing yonder,
Whether priest or lay.
Mighty magic doth she hold,
Whence it cometh who shall tell?
But so far as reigns her spell,
No one feeleth old.
We are full of joy and springing,
Welcoming the May
With our dancing, laughing, singing:
No sad dumps to-day!
Heavy looks were now to blame;
Since the birds in happy throngs
Carol forth their sweetest songs,
Let us do the same!
Gentle May, thou showerest fairly
Gifts afar and near;
Clothest all the woods so rarely
And the meadows here:
O'er the heath new colours glow;
Flowers and clover on the plain,
Merry rivals, strive amain
Which can fastest grow.
Lady! part me from my sadness,
Love me while 'tis May:
Mine is but a borrowed gladness
If thou frown alway;
Look around and smile anew!
All the world is glad and free;
Let a little joy from thee
Fall to my lot too!