"The world's favorite season is the spring. 
All things seem possible in May."
-   Edwin Way Teale

"May and June.  Soft syllables, gentle names for the two best months in the garden year: cool, misty
mornings gently burned away with a warming spring sun, followed by breezy afternoons and chilly nights. 
The discussion of philosophy is over; it's time for work to begin." 
-   Peter Loewer 

"What potent blood hath modest May."
-  Ralph W. Emerson

"You are as welcome as the flowers in May."
-   Charles Macklin

"The month of May was come, when every lusty heart beginneth to blossom, and to bring forth fruit;
for like as herbs and trees bring forth fruit and flourish in May, in likewise every lusty heart that is in
any manner a lover, springeth and flourisheth in lusty deeds.  For it giveth unto all lovers courage,
that lusty month of May."
-   Sir Thomas Malory, Le Morte d'Arthur 

"In somer when the shawes be sheyne,
And leves be large and long,
Hit is full merry in feyre foreste
To here the foulys song.

To see the dere draw to the dale
And leve the hilles hee,
And shadow him in the leves grene
Under the green-wode tree.

Hit befell on Whitsontide
Early in a May mornyng,
The Sonne up faire can shyne,
And the briddis mery can syng."
-  Anonymous, May in the Green Wode, 15h Century

"Now every field is clothed with grass, and every tree with leaves; now the woods put forth their
blossoms, and the year assumes its gay attire." 
-   Virgil

"The young May moon is beaming, love.
The glow-worm's lamp is gleaming, love.
How sweet to rove,
Through Morna's grove,
When the drowsy world is dreaming, love!
Then awake! -- the heavens look bright, my dear,
'Tis never too late for delight, my dear,
And the best of all ways
To lengthen our days
Is to steal a few hours from the night, my dear!"
-   Thomas Moore, The Young May Moon 

'But I must gather knots of flowers,
And buds and garlands gay,
For I'm to be Queen o' the May, mother,
I'm to be Queen o' the May.'
-   Alfred Lord Tennyson