YOU must wake and call me early, call me early, mother dear;
To-morrow 'll 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.
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My nana used to read this to me when I was little. She was very clever and won a book prizes at school, one was Tennyson
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. beautiful and very fine poem. tony