Poems (King)/May

For works with similar titles, see May.
May
WITH fragrant incense wreathed and blossom-clad
Comes radiant May, aglow with white and red;
And woodland pathways, 'neath her airy tread,
Give up their flowery dead, and earth is glad.
By silvery streams of song our musings sad
Are exorcised, as wraiths of clouds o'erhead
Melt into blue when golden beams are shed,
And Mary's month doth seem with music mad.

Ave Maria! long within my heart
Have love's forget-me-nots thy name entwined;
To childhood's white-souled hours thou didst impart
A nameless grace—O Maiden sweet and kind,
When fades the dream of life in deathly smart,
May I in thee a loving Mother find!