In the Month of May

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A Bawdy verse in an Antique Style

In the month of May, of sweet blessed May,
when the South Wind fair weather was bringing,
the grass turned great green and skies were all blue
and lithe dulcet birds were a-singing.

Brother John made his way down the old Roman stones
when the South Wind fair weather was bringing,
to the waters of Bath, for to soak his old bones,
and lithe dulcet birds were a-singing.

Age curled his long fingers and arched his tall back,
when the South Wind fair weather was bringing,
it lessened his gait and grayed hair once pitch black,
and lithe dulcet birds were a-singing.

He passed the old Convent of the Merciful Mother,
when the South Wind fair weather was bringing,
and thought to take refuge from the Night's darkest cover,
and lithe dulcet birds were a-singing.

In the month of May, of sweet blessed May,
when the South Wind fair weather was bringing,
the grass turned great green and skies were all blue
and lithe dulcet birds were a-singing.

Sister Prudence leaned, smiling, at the window at rest,
when the South Wind fair weather was bringing,
her bread was considered by all Somerset to be best,
and lithe dulcet birds were a-singing.

She rested her white loves loaves on the low window sill,
when the South Wind fair weather was bringing,
so their sight might give anyone's deep hunger a thrill
and lithe dulcet birds were a-singing.

"Come, Brother, come closer," her voice beckoned fair,
when the South Wind fair weather was bringing,
"and see if your need be filled by this plump pair,"
and lithe dulcet birds were a-singing.

In the month of May, of sweet blessed May,
when the South Wind fair weather was bringing,
the grass turned great green and skies were all blue
and lithe dulcet birds were a-singing.

"Ah, Sister, your white loves do glisten with appeal,"
when the South Wind fair weather was bringing,
"and their nutty brown tops make me long for a feel,"
and lithe dulcet birds were a-singing.

"Spare not, Brother dear, your hungry intention,"
when the South Wind fair weather was bringing,
"and give to my sweet loaves your fullest attention,"
and lithe dulcet birds were a-singing.

He squeezed her soft loaves, brought them up to his lips,
when the South Wind fair weather was bringing,
she full shuddered as he tasted the nutty brown tips,
and lithe dulcet birds were a-singing.

In the month of May, of sweet blessed May,
when the South Wind fair weather was bringing,
the grass turned great green and skies were all blue
and lithe dulcet birds were a-singing.

She laid her soft hands on his old tonsured head,
when the South Wind fair weather was bringing,
for it was many long years since a man nibbled her bread,
and lithe dulcet birds were a-singing

Her broad hips did sway in an elegant dance,
when the South Wind fair weather was bringing,
her dimples within full cheeks did merrily prance,
and lithe dulcet birds were a-singing.

The dark night drew near, and he stayed with her there,
when the South Wind fair weather was bringing,
she shared her whole larder, leaving with nothing to spare,
and lithe dulcet birds were a-singing.

In the month of May, of sweet blessed May,
when the South Wind fair weather was bringing,
the grass turned great green and skies were all blue
and lithe dulcet birds were a-singing.

The Dawn saw them feasting still, hungry for more,
when the South Wind fair weather was bringing,
then his need last was sated, and he turned for the door,
and lithe dulcet birds were a-singing.


"Dear Brother, may I join you upon your long way?"
when the South Wind fair weather was bringing,
"Yes, Sister, if you'll help me in Bath as I stay,"
and lithe dulcet birds were a-singing

So they traveled to Bath, sharing table and bed,
when the South Wind fair weather was bringing,
her plump loaves kept the old monk very, very well fed,
and lithe dulcet birds were a-singing

In the month of May, of sweet blessed May,
when the South Wind fair weather was bringing,
the grass turned great green and skies were all blue
and lithe dulcet birds were a-singing