Do you remember singing this at the “May Crownings”?..:crying:
[left]Bring flowers of the rarest, bring flowers of the fairest[/left]
From garden and woodland and hillside and vale;
Our full hearts are swelling, our glad voices telling
The praise of the loveliest Rose of the vale.
:0 Mary, we crown you with blossoms today,
Queen of the Angels, Queen of the May.:
Our voices ascending, in harmony blending,
0, thus may our hearts turn, dear Mother, to you.
0, thus shall we prove you how truly we love you;
How dark without Mary life’s journey would be. (Ref.)