<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=391984" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A May Burden</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Though meadow-ways as I did tread,<br>The corn grew in great lustihead,<br>And hey! the beeches burgeoned.<br>By Goddes fay, by Goddes fay!<br>It is the month, the jolly month,<br>It is the jolly month of May.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">God ripe the wines and corn, I say,<br>And wenches for the marriage-day,<br>And boys to teach love's comely play.<br>By Goddes fay, by Goddes fay!<br>It is the month, the jolly month,<br>It is the jolly month of May.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As I went down by lane and lea,<br>The daisies reddened so, pardie!<br>'Blushets!' I said, 'I well do see,<br>By Goddes fay, by Goddes fay!<br>The thing ye think of in this month,<br>Heigho! this jolly month of May.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As down I went by rye and oats,<br>The blossoms smelt of kisses; throats<br>Of birds turned kisses into notes;<br>By Goddes fay, by Goddes fay!<br>The kiss it is a growing flower,<br>I trow, this jolly month of May.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">God send a mouth to every kiss,<br>Seeing the blossom of this bliss<br>By gathering doth grow, certes!<br>By Goddes fay, by Goddes fay!<br>Thy brow-garland pushed all aslant<br>Tells - but I tell not, wanton May!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Francis+Thompson">Francis Thompson</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=391984" data-title="A May Burden de Francis Thompson" data-description="Though meadow-ways as I did tread, The corn grew in great lustihead, And hey! the beeches burgeoned. By Goddes fay, by Goddes fay! It is the month, the jolly month, It is the jolly month of May. God ripe the wines and corn, I say, And wenches for..."></div> </div> </div>

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