It is daffodil time, so the robins all cry,
For the sun's a big daffodil up in the sky,
And when down the midnight the owl call "to-whoo"!
Why, then the round moon is a daffodil too;
Now sheer to the bough-tops the sap starts to climb,
So, merry my masters, it's daffodil time.
Quotes, by Clinton Scollard , Source: Daffodil Time
The lyric sound of laughter
Fills all the April hills
The joy-song of the crocus,
The mirth of daffodils.
Quotes, by Clinton Scollard , Source: April Music
In the under-wood and the over-wood
There is murmur and trill this day,
For every bird is in lyric mood,
And the wind will have its way.
Quotes, by Clinton Scollard , Source: May Magic
Her feet along the dewy hills
Are lighter than blown thistledown;
She bears the glamour of one star
Upon her violet crown.
Quotes, by Clinton Scollard , Source: Dusk
Then the nun-like twilight came, violent vestured and still,
And the night's first star outshone afar on the eve of Bunker
Quotes, by Clinton Scollard , Source: On the Eve of Bunker Hill