BRUEGHEL, Jan the Elder
Virgin and Child Surrounded by Flowers and Fruit
Virgin and Child Surrounded by Flowers and Fruit
To the Queen of May
by Fredrick M. Lynk
If all the flowers of earth were mine,
I'd bring them all to thy dear shrine;
Ah, what a nosegay it would be,
'O heavenly Queen of May, for thee.
by Fredrick M. Lynk
If all the flowers of earth were mine,
I'd bring them all to thy dear shrine;
Ah, what a nosegay it would be,
'O heavenly Queen of May, for thee.
If all the songbirds in the wood
I could call to this solitude,
Ah, what a concert it would be,
O heavenly Queen of May, for thee.
I could call to this solitude,
Ah, what a concert it would be,
O heavenly Queen of May, for thee.
If all the human hearts that beat
I could assemble at thy feet,
Ah, what a wealth of love 'twould be,
O heavenly Queen of May, for thee.
I could assemble at thy feet,
Ah, what a wealth of love 'twould be,
O heavenly Queen of May, for thee.
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