Classic Poem

One bright May-day we've spent together,
One happy day of genial weather,
Ourselves in Life's delightful Spring!—
To celebrate with honour due
Our meeting blithe, our warm adieu,
I'd fain a vernal garland bring.

But Fancy's favours are not mine,
And all unused to deck her shrine
To call upon her name I fear!—
Her wreaths of more resplendent hue
The partial Nymph reserves for you,
For you, sweet Maid, her bright compeer!

Oh! would she aid one ardent prayer
Poured forth for you her favourite fair,
Content I'd end this farewell lay—
That still howe'er the seasons roll,
Her airy dreams may glad your soul,
There keeping up perpetual May!