This is the month and this the happy morn.

Under the opening eye-lids of the morn.

The cock, that is the trumpet to the morn

That's the equivalent of one Big Mac or one Happy Meal a month. That's a small price to pay to ensure that you have fundamental rights regarding your health care,

None but the lark so shrill and clear; / How at heaven's gates she claps her wings, / The morn not waking till she sings.

The year's at the spring / And day's at the morn; / Morning's at seven; / The hillside's dew-pearled; / The lark's on the wing; / The snail's on the thorn; / God's in his heaven - / All's right with the world!