“Ah! my heart is weary waiting, Waiting for the May: Waiting for the pleasant rambles Where the fragrant hawthorn brambles, Where the woodbine alternating, Scent the dewy way; Ah! my heart is weary, waiting, Waiting for the May.” WayHeartMayWaitingMy HeartPleasantWearyScentMay DaySpring May Book:Poems Source: Poems