In honor of this special month, I present to you a clip from the musical Camelot, in all its 1960s/flower power glory.
However, the quote goes back a bit farther. I read Sir Thomas Malory’s Le Morte d’Arthur for a Middle Ages lit course I took in university–most of it went over my head, but I definitely remember the poem on the lusty month of May… Mainly because it was Lancelot was getting his lust on over Guinevere. (Since I came across this clip a few years ago, it always comes to mind.)
“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 like wise 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, in something to constrain him to some manner of thing more in that month than in any other month, for divers causes.”—Sir Thomas Malory, Le Morte d’Arthur (1485)