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Poem by Helen Hunt Jackson


A Calendar of Sonnets. May


O Month when they who love must love and wed!
Were one to go to worlds where May is naught,
And seek to tell the memories he had brought
From earth of thee, what were most fitly said?
I know not if the rosy showers shed
From apple-boughs, or if the soft green wrought
In fields, or if the robin's call be fraught
The most with thy delight. Perhaps they read
Thee best who in the ancient time did say
Thou wert the sacred month unto the old:
No blossom blooms upon thy brightest day
So subtly sweet as memories which unfold
In aged hearts which in thy sunshine lie,
To sun themselves once more before they die.



Helen Hunt Jackson


Helen Hunt Jackson's other poems:
  1. Morn
  2. Songs of Battle
  3. A Calendar of Sonnets. June
  4. A Calendar of Sonnets. February
  5. Freedom


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