Oh! May sits crowned with hawthorn-flower,
And is Love's month, they say;
And Love's the fruit that is ripened best
By ladies' eyes in May.
Fior Di Maggio
written byDante Gabriel Rossetti
© Dante Gabriel Rossetti
Oh! May sits crowned with hawthorn-flower,
And is Love's month, they say;
And Love's the fruit that is ripened best
By ladies' eyes in May.
© Dante Gabriel Rossetti