The reference to "Un Ursula Bird" in the second verse of the Day Song has a traditional reference to an old dame who, it is said, led a party of Cornish women in red cloaks, headed by the Hobby Horse, in procession round the cliffs in days gone by and so frightened away a hostile French ship, whose captain mistook the women for soldiers. A similar story is told of Fishguard in South Wales in Legend Land Leaflet No. 11. [Illustration: THE MAY MORNING SONG (Sheet Music Page 1)] THE MAY MORNING SONG Unite! All unite! It's now all unite, For Summer is a-come in today; And whither we are going it's all now unite, In the merry morning of May! With the merry singing and the joyful spring, For summer is a-come in to-day, How happy are those little birds that merrily doth sing In the merry morning of May! _Chorus: Unite! all unite! &c, after each verse._ Young men and maidens, I warn you every one, For summer is a-come in to-day, To go unto the green woods and bring the may home In the merry morning of May! Rise up, Mr ----, with your sword by your side, For summer is a-come in to-day, Your steed is in the stable and waiting for to ride In the merry morning of May! Rise up, Mr ----, and gold be your ring, For summer is a-come in to-day, And send us out a cup of ale, and better we shall sing, In the merry morning of May! Rise up, Mrs ----, all in your gown of green, For summer is a-come in to-day; You are so fair a lady as waits upon the queen, In the merry morning of May! Rise up, Mr ----, I know you well a fine, For summer is a-come in to-day; You have a shilling in your purse, but I wish it was in mine, In the merry morning of May! Rise up, Miss ----, and strew all your flowers, For summer is a-come in to-day; It is but a while ago since we have strewed ours, In the merry morning of May! Rise up, Miss ----, and reach to me your hand For summer is a-come in to-day; You are so fair a damsel as any in the land, In the merry morning of May! Rise up Master ----, and reach to me your hand, For summer is a-come in to day; And you shall have a lively lass, and a thousand pounds in hand, In the merry morning of May! Where are the maidens that here now should sing? For summer is a-come in to day, Oh, they are in the meadows the flowers gathering, In the merry morning of May! The young maids of Padstow, they might if they would-- For summer is a-come in to day-- They might have a garland, and decked it all in gold, In the merry morning of May! Where are the young men that here now should dance? For summer is a-come in to day; Oh some they are in England, and some they are in France, In the merry morning of May!