MAY-DAY. 



If I were asked the season, 



I could not tell to-day ; 

 I should say it still was Winter — 



The Calendar says May. 



If this indeed be May-day, 



I must be growing old ; 

 For nothing I was used to 



Do I to-day behold. 



On May-day in New England, 

 In that old town of ours, 



We rose before the daybreak, 

 And went and gathered flowers. 



If there are woods in Hingham, 



I have forgot ; I know 

 That there were woods in Seekoak 



Some forty years ago. 



