When all the winds are mellow in the glad Spring-time, And bank and fell and fallow blossom-laden, When every breath's a song, and every laugh like rhyme -- Sing hey, the day for youth to meet a maiden! Then out amid the morning, Let Wisdom waste her warning -- We'll laugh, Dear Heart, and sing, Dear Heart, through all the golden day! Red lips are such a treasure As only love can measure, When all the world is merry in the month of May! When all the dark is hollow, and the wind blows cold, And down the West the tawny sun is sinking; When every word is wise, and every heart grows old, -- Sing ho, the night's a noble time for drinking! Then drown the wizard Sorrow! To-night from death we borrow -- We'll laugh, good friends, and quaff, good friends, until the dawn of day! Let song and wine remind us Of loves we left behind us, When all the world was merry in the month of May! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WASHING-DAY by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD SEVEN TWILIGHTS: 7 by CONRAD AIKEN GREEN MOUNTAIN IDYL by HAYDEN CARRUTH TO A FRIEND I CAN'T FIND by JAMES GALVIN I'VE NOTHING TO OFFER by DAVID IGNATOW TEARS AND KISSES by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON |