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May and the PoetsThere is May in books forever;May will part from Spenser never;May’s in Milton, May’s in Prior,May’s in Chaucer, Thomson, Dyer;May’s in all the Italian books:—She has old and modern nooks,Where she sleeps with nymphs and elves,In happy places they call shelves,And will rise and dress your roomsWith a drapery thick with blooms.Come,Continue reading “May and the Poets : Leigh Hunt : :May Poems : : Months Poems : :”