SPRING QUOTES III
quotations about spring
Come, gentle Spring; ethereal Mildness, come!
JAMES THOMSON
"Spring", The Seasons
Well now, the barnyard is busy, in a regular tizzy
And the obvious reason is because of the season
Ma nature's lyrical with her yearly miracle
Spring, spring, spring
FRED ASTAIRE
"Spring, Spring, Spring"
Every April God rewrites the Book of Genesis.
AUSTIN O'MALLEY
Keystones of Thought
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.
FELICIA HEMANS
Voice of Spring
Spring is strong and virtuous,
Broad-sowing, cheerful, plenteous,
Quickening underneath the mould
Grains beyond the price of gold.
So deep and large her bounties are,
That one broad, long midsummer day
Shall to the planet overpay
The ravage of a year of war.
RALPH WALDO EMERSON
May-Day
O Spring, of hope and love and youth and gladness
Wind-wingèd emblem! brightest, best and fairest!
Whence comest thou, when, with dark Winter's sadness
The tears that fade in sunny smiles thou sharest?
Sister of joy! thou art the child who wearest
Thy mother's dying smile, tender and sweet;
Thy mother Autumn, for whose grave thou bearest
Fresh flowers, and beams like flowers, with gentle feet,
Disturbing not the leaves which are her winding sheet.
PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY
The Revolt of Islam
Spring fever, Spring is here at last
Spring fever, my heart's beating fast
Get up, get out spring is everywhere
ELVIS PRESLEY
"Spring Fever"
Spring is the time of year when it is summer in the sun and winter in the shade.
CHARLES DICKENS
Great Expectations
The snow has not yet left the earth, but spring is already asking to enter your heart.
ANTON CHEKHOV
The Exclamation Mark
When soft May breezes fan the early woods,
And with her magic wand the blue-ey'd Spring
Quickens the swelling blossoms and the buds,
Then forth the russet partridge leads her brood,
While on the fallen tree-trunk drums her mate;
The quail her young in tangled thicket hides,
The dun deer with their fawns the forests range,
The wild-geese platoons hasten far in air;
The wild-ducks from their Southern lagoons pass,
And soaring high their Northwood journeying take;
The dusky coot along the coastline sweep;
The piping snipe and plover, that frequent
The sandy bars and beaches, wing their flight,
And all the grassy prairies of the West,
Teem with the speckled younglings of the grouse;
And all the budding forests and the streams
Are gay with beauty, joyous with young life.
ISAAC MCLELLAN
"Nature's Invitation"
Don't you know what that is? It's spring fever. That is what the name of it is. And when you've got it, you want--oh, you don't quite know what it is you do want, but it just fairly makes your heart ache, you want it so!
MARK TWAIN
Tom Sawyer, Detective
It's Spring again
I can hear the birds sing again
See the flowers start to bud
See young people fall in love
LOU RAWLS
"Spring Again"
It's the first day of spring. That means this weekend I'll take down my Christmas lights.
DAVID LETTERMAN
Late Show with David Letterman, March 20, 2012
People talk about the beauty of the spring, but I can't see it. The trees are brown and bare, slimy with rain. Some are crawling with new purple hairs. And the buds are bulging like tumorous acne, and I can tell that something wet, and soft, and cold, and misshapen is about to be born.
M. T. ANDERSON
Thirsty
The budding and blooming of spring seem to belong properly to the opening of the months. It is the season of the quickest expansion, of the warmest blood, of the readiest growth; it is the boy-age of the year. The birds sing in chorus in the spring--just as children prattle; the brooks run full--like the overflow of young hearts; the showers drop easily--as young tears flow; and the whole sky is as capricious as the mind of a boy.
DONALD G. MITCHELL
"Spring", Dream Life: A Fable of the Seasons
Ah, how wonderful is the advent of spring! -- the great annual miracle of the blossoming of Aaron's rod, repeated on myriads and myriads of branches! -- the gentle progression and growth of herbs, flowers, trees, -- gentle and yet irrepressible, -- which no force can stay, no violence restrain, like love, that wins its way and cannot be withstood by any human power, because itself is divine power. If spring came but once in a century, instead of once a year, or burst forth with the sound of an earthquake, and not in silence, what wonder and expectation there would be in all hearts to behold the miraculous change! But now the silent succession suggests nothing but necessity. To most men only the cessation of the miracle would be miraculous and the perpetual exercise of God's power seems less wonderful than its withdrawal would be.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW
Kavanagh: A Tale
Or maybe spring is the season of love and fall the season of mad lust. Spring for flirting but fall for the untamed delicious wild thing.
ELIZABETH COHEN
The Hypothetical Girl
Spring is the rutting season of mankind.
ABRAHAM MILLER
Unmoral Maxims
Spring is the season of hope.
LADY BLESSINGTON
attributed, Day's Collacon
The spring is a lively emblem of the Resurrection.
ANNE BRADSTREET
Meditations Divine and Moral