| Title/From | Begins | Poet |
| Song on a May Morning | Now the bright morning star, Day’s harbinger, | John Milton |
| L’Allegro | But come thou goddess fair and free, | John Milton |
| The Fairie Queene | Then came fair May, the fairest maid on ground | Edmund Spenser |
| The Legend of Good Women | And as for me, though than I konne but lyte | Geoffrey Chaucer |
| Knight of the Burning Pestle | London, to thee I do present the merry month | Beaumont and Fletcher |
| Great Things | Sweet cyder is a great thing, | Thomas Hardy |
| Seaside Golf | How straight it flew, how long it flew, | John Betjeman |
| The Old Vicarage Grantchester | Just now the lilac is in bloom, | Rupert Brooke |