Smiling May, comes in play

1 Smiling May comes in play,
Making all things fresh and gay;
From the hall come ye all!
Thus the flowers call.
Fragrant is the flow'ry vale,
Sparkles now the dewy dale;
Music floats cheering notes,
Music sweetly floats.

2 As we stray, breezes play
Thro' the meadow's rich array;
All is bright, cheerful sight,
After winter's night.
Shadows, now in quiv'ring glance,
On the silvery fountain dance;
Insects bright sail in light,
Cheerful, happy sight.

Source: Linden Harp: a rare collection of popular melodies adapted to sacred and moral songs, original and selected. Illustrated. Also a manual of... #123a