Now Nature hangs her mantle green
On every blooming tree,
And spreads her sheets o' daisies white
Out o'er the grassy lea.
Robert Burns
Quotes , Source: Lament of Mary Queen of Scots
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Spring hangs her infant blossoms on the trees,
Rock'd in the cradle of the western breeze.
William Cowper
Quotes , Source: Tirocinium (l. 43)
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If there comes a little thaw,
Still the air is chill and raw,
Here and there a patch of snow,
Dirtier than the ground below,
Dribbles down a marshy flood;
Ankle-deep you stick in mud
In the meadows while you sing,
"This is Spring."
Christopher Pearce Cranch
Quotes , Source: A Spring Growl
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Gentle Spring!--in sunshine clad,
Well dost thou thy power display!
For Winter maketh the light heart said,
And thou,--makest the sad heart gay.
Charles d'Orleans (Comte d'Angouleme)
Quotes , Source: Spring, (Longfellow's translation)
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Eternal Spring, with smiling Verdue here
Warms the mild Air, and crowns the youthful year.
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The Rose still blushes, and the vi'lets blow.
Sir Samuel Garth
Quotes , Source: The Dispensary (canto IV, l. 298)
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As quickly as the ice vanishes when the Father unlooses the frost
fetters and unwounds the icy ropes of the torrent.
Unknown
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As quickly as the ice vanishes when the Father unlooses the frost
fetters and unwounds the icy ropes of the torrent.
Unknown
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For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;
The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds
is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;
The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the
tender grape, give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one,
and come away.
Bible
Quotes , Source: Song of Solomon (ch. II, v. 11-12)
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Now spring returns; but not to me returns
The vernal joy my better years have known;
Dim in my breast life's dying taper burns,
And all the joys of life with health have flown.
Michael Bruce
Quotes , Source: Elegy, written in Spring
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Starred forget-me-nots smile sweetly,
Ring, bluebells, ring!
Winning eye and heart completely,
Sing, robin, sing!
All among the reeds and rushes,
Where the brook its music hushes,
Bright the caloposon blushes,__
Laugh, O murmuring Spring!
Sarah Foster Davis
Quotes , Source: Summer Song
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April is the cruelest month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull roots with spring rain.
T.S. Eliot (Thomas Stearns Eliot)
Quotes , Source: The Waste Land (pt. I)
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Daughter of heaven and earth, coy Spring,
With sudden passion languishing,
Teaching barren moors to smile,
Painting pictures mile on mile,
Holds a cup of cowslip wreaths
Whence a smokeless incense breathes.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Quotes , Source: May Day (st. 1)
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The sun was warm but the wind was chill.
You know how it is with an April day
When the sun is out and the wind is still,
You're one month on in the middle of May.
But if you so much as dare to speak,
A cloud comes over the sunlit arch,
A wind comes off a frozen peak,
And you're two months back in the middle of March.
Robert Lee Frost
Quotes , Source: Two Tramps in Mud Time
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Lo! where the rosy bosom'd Hours
Fair Venus' train appear,
Disclose the long-expecting flowers,
And wake the purple year.
John Gray
Quotes , Source: Ode on Spring
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The spring's already at the gate
With looks my care beguiling;
The country round appeareth straight
A flower-garden smiling.
Heinrich Heine
Quotes , Source: Book of Songs--Catherine (no. 6)
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The beauteous eyes of the spring's fair night
With comfort are downward gazing.
Heinrich Heine
Quotes , Source: Book of Songs--New Spring (no. 3)
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I come, I come! ye have called me long,
I come o'er the mountain with light and song:
Ye may trace my step o'er the wakening earth,
By the winds which tell of the violet's birth,
By the primrose-stars in the shadowy grass,
By the green leaves, opening as I pass.
Mrs. Felicia D. Hemans
Quotes , Source: Voice of Spring
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Sweet Spring, full of sweet dayes and roses,
A box where sweets compacted lie,
My musick shows ye have your closes,
And all must die.
George Herbert
Quotes , Source: The Church--Vertue (st. 3)
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I sing of brooks, of blossoms, birds, and bowers:
Of April, May, of June, and July flowers.
I sing of Maypoles, Hock-carts, wassails, wakes,
Of bridegrooms, brides, and of their bridal cakes.
Robert Herrick
Quotes , Source: Hesperides
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For surely in the blind deep-buried roots
Of all men's souls to-day
A secret quiver shoots.
Richard Hovey
Quotes , Source: Spring
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