Who first beholds the light of day In Spring's sweet flowery month of May And wears an Emerald all her life, Shall be a loved and happy wife. (Quote by - Unattributed Author)

Hebe's here, May is here! The air is fresh and sunny; And the miser-bees are busy Hoarding golden honey. (Quote by - Thomas Bailey Aldrich)

As it fell upon a day In the merry month of May, Sitting in a pleasant shade Which a grove of myrtles made. (Quote by - Richard Barnfield)

Spring's last-born darling, clear-eyed, sweet, Pauses a moment, with white twinkling feet, And golden locks in breezy play, Half teasing and half tender, to repeat Her song of "May." (Quote by - Susan Coolidge)

But winter lingering chills the lap of May. (Quote by - Oliver Goldsmith)

Sweet May hath come to love us, Flowers, trees, their blossoms don; And through the blue heavens above us The very clouds move on. (Quote by - Heinrich Heine)

O May, sweet-voice one, going thus before, Forever June may pour her warm red wine Of life and passions,--sweeter days are thine! (Quote by - Helen Hunt Jackson)

O month when they who love must love and wed. (Quote by - Helen Hunt Jackson)

Oh! that we two were Maying Down the stream of the soft spring breeze; Like children with violets playing, In the shade of the whispering trees. (Quote by - Charles Kingsley)

For it ne sits not unto fresh May Forto be coupled to cold January. (Quote by - John Lydgate)

Ah! my heart is weary waiting, Waiting for the May: Waiting for the pleasant rambles Where the fragrant hawthorn brambles, Where the woodbine alternating, Scent the dewy way; Ah! my heart is weary, waiting, Waiting for the May. (Quote by - Denis Florence McCarthy)

A warm January; a cold May. (Quote by - Proverb)

In the under-wood and the over-wood There is murmur and trill this day, For every bird is in lyric mood, And the wind will have its way. (Quote by - Clinton Scollard)

All furnished, all in arms; All plum'd like estridges that with the wind Bated like eagles having lately bathed; Glittering in golden coats like images; As full of spirit as the month of May And gorgeous as the sun at midsummer; Wanton as youthful goats, wild as young bulls. (Quote by - William Shakespeare)

No doubt they rose up early to observe The rite of May; and, hearing our intent, Came here in grace of our solemnity. (Quote by - William Shakespeare)

There's her cousin, an she were not possessed with a fury, exceeds her as much in beauty as the first of May doth the last of December. (Quote by - William Shakespeare)

Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date. (Quote by - William Shakespeare)

More matter for a May morning. (Quote by - William Shakespeare)

Another May new buds and flowers shall bring: Ah! why has happiness no second Spring? (Quote by - Charlotte Smith)

When May, with cowslip-braided locks, Walks through the land in green attire. And burns in meadow-grass the phlox His torch of purple fire: . . . . And when the punctual May arrives, With cowslip-garland on her brow, We know what once she gave our lives, And cannot give us now! (Quote by - Bayard Taylor)

For I'm to be Queen o' the May, mother, I'm to be Queen o' the May. (Quote by - Lord Alfred Tennyson)

Among the changing months, May stands confest The sweetest, and in fairest colors dressed. (Quote by - James Thomson (1))

May, queen of blossoms, And fulfilling flowers, With what pretty music Shall we charm the hours? Wilt thou have pipe and reed, Blown in the open mead? Or to the lute give heed In the green bowers. (Quote by - Lord Edward Thurlow)

For every marriage then is best in tune, When that the wife is May, the husband June. (Quote by - Rowland Watkyns)