FROM “THE MAY QUEEN.”

By Alfred Lord Tennyson

You must wake and call me early, call me early, mother dear;

To-morrow‘ ill be the happiest time of all the glad New-year;

Of all the glad New-year, mother, the maddest merriest day;

For I'm to be Queen o’ the May, mother, I'm to be Queen o’ the May.

There's many a black black eye, they say, but none so bright as mine;

There's Margaret and Mary, there's Kate and Caroline:

But none so fair as little Alice in all the land they say,

So I'm to be Queen o’ the May, mother, I'm to be Queen o’ the May.