COME away, come away, in the dawn of May, When the dew is sparkling bright; When the woods are seen All in golden green In the crystal, crystal light. The sweet perfume of violet bloom, And hawthorn fragrance rare, From the cool mossy shade, Or the warm sunny glade, Is filling all the air. Come away, come away, in the dawn of May, When the lark and the white cloud meet; When the tuneful breeze, In the old oak trees, Is harping, harping sweet. With joyous thrill and merry trill, The thrush and blackbird vie, As they chant loving lays, And a full song of praise To the Lord of earth and sky. Come away, come away, in the dawn of May, In the pearly morning-time, When the cowslips spring, And the blue-bells ring Their fairy, fairy chime. With happy song, we march along, And carol on our way, One in heart, one in voice, Let us all now rejoice In the sunny dawn of May. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TWO SONGS OF A FOOL: 2 by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS BACCHUS by RALPH WALDO EMERSON TO A CHAMELEON by MARIANNE MOORE SONNETS OF MANHOOD: 50. MY LOVE by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) IN A GRAVE-YARD by WILLIAM STANLEY BRAITHWAITE A LOVER, ON AN ACCIDENT NECESSITATING DEPARTURE, CONSULTS WITH REASON by THOMAS CAREW |