“And after winter folweth grene May.”
MORNING LAZZINESS
“Oh! Gladly do we welcome thee, fair pleasant month of May. The month which we’ve eager longed to see through many a wintry day.”
MORNING LAZZINESS
“Along with the greening of May came the rain. Then the clouds disappeared, and a soft pale lightness fell over the city as if Kyoto had broken free of its tethers and lifted up toward the sun.”
MORNING LAZZINESS
“Winds of May that dance on the sea, dancing a ring-around in glee. From furrow to furrow, while overhead, the foam flies up to be garlanded.”
MORNING LAZZINESS
“The month of May has come, when every lusty heart beginneth to blossom, and to bring forth fruit.”
MORNING LAZZINESS
“I cannot tell you how it was, but this I know, it came to pass upon a bright and sunny day when May was young. Ah, pleasant May!”
MORNING LAZZINESS
“What potent blood hath modest May.”
MORNING LAZZINESS
“May had now set in, but up here among the hills, she was May by curtesy only, or if she was May, she would never be might.”
MORNING LAZZINESS
“Hebe’s here, May is here! The air is fresh and sunny, and the miser-bees are busy hoarding golden honey.”
MORNING LAZZINESS
“Cloud-piercing peak, and trackless heath, instinctive homage pay. Nor wants the dim-lit cave a wreath to honor thee, sweet May!”
MORNING LAZZINESS
“It is now May . . . It is the month wherein Nature hath her fill of mirth, and the senses are filled with delights. I conclude, it is from the Heavens a grace, and to Earth a gladness.”
MORNING LAZZINESS
“Make hay in May, for you may never know what June is coming with, and you may never know what July will present! When you see May, make hay!”
MORNING LAZZINESS
“I’m only wishing to go a-fishing; For this the month of May was made.”
MORNING LAZZINESS
“May, more than any other month of the year, wants us to feel most alive.”
MORNING LAZZINESS