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Come May, the empire of the earth assume,
Be crowned with flowers as universal queen;
Take from fresh budded groves their tender green
Bespangled with Pomona's groves their tender green

And from thy vesture. Let the sun illume
The dew-drops glittering in the blue serene,
And let them hang, like orient pearls, between
Thy locks besprent with Flora's best perfume.

Attend your sovereign's steps, ye balmy gales!
O'er her ambrosial floods of fragance pour;
Let livelier verdure animate the vales,

And brighter hues embellish every flower;
And hark, the concert of the woodland hails,
All gracious May! thy presence, and thy power.