English poem
Another
by John Cunningham (1501–1591)
Where no ripen'd summer glows, In the lap of northern snows; Desarts gloomy, cold, and drear, (Only let the nymph be there) Wreaths of budding sweets would wear.
MAY would every fragrance bring, All the vernal bloom of spring: Dryads, deck'd with myrtles green, Dancing, would attnd their queen: Every flower that nature spreads, Rising where the charmer treads!
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