The May Morning Song has eighteen or more verses--each followed by the chorus--all of which obviously cannot be printed here. There are a dozen that begin "Rise up...," the name of the person before whose house it is being sung being inserted.
The reference to "Un Ursula Bird" in the second verse of the Day Song has a traditional reference to an old dame who, it is said, led a party of Cornish women in red cloaks, headed by the Hobby Horse, in procession round the cliffs in days gone by and so frightened away a hostile French ship, whose captain mistook the women for soldiers. A similar story is told of Fishguard in South Wales in Legend Land Leaflet No. 11.
[Illustration: THE MAY MORNING SONG (Sheet Music Page 1)]
Unite! All unite! It's now all unite, For Summer is a-come in today; And whither we are going it's all now unite, In the merry morning of May!
With the merry singing and the joyful spring, For summer is a-come in to-day, How happy are those little birds that merrily doth sing In the merry morning of May!
_Chorus: Unite! all unite! &c, after each verse._
Young men and maidens, I warn you every one, For summer is a-come in to-day, To go unto the green woods and bring the may home In the merry morning of May!
Rise up, Mr ----, with your sword by your side, For summer is a-come in to-day, Your steed is in the stable and waiting for to ride In the merry morning of May!
Rise up, Mr ----, and gold be your ring, For summer is a-come in to-day, And send us out a cup of ale, and better we shall sing, In the merry morning of May!
Rise up, Mrs ----, all in your gown of green, For summer is a-come in to-day; You are so fair a lady as waits upon the queen, In the merry morning of May!
Rise up, Mr ----, I know you well a fine, For summer is a-come in to-day; You have a shilling in your purse, but I wish it was in mine, In the merry morning of May!
Rise up, Miss ----, and strew all your flowers, For summer is a-come in to-day; It is but a while ago since we have strewed ours, In the merry morning of May!
Rise up, Miss ----, and reach to me your hand For summer is a-come in to-day; You are so fair a damsel as any in the land, In the merry morning of May!
Rise up Master ----, and reach to me your hand, For summer is a-come in to day; And you shall have a lively lass, and a thousand pounds in hand, In the merry morning of May!