Yesterday the twig was brown and bare; To-day the glint of green is there; Tomorrow will be leaflets spare; I know no thing so wondrous fair, No miracle so strangely rare. I wonder what will next be there!
Every spring is the only spring, a perpetual astonishment.
April is a promise that May is bound to keep.
No Winter lasts forever, no Spring skips its turn. April is a promise that May is bound to keep, and we know it.
Hoe while it is spring, and enjoy the best anticipations. It is not much matter if things do not turn out well.
That God once loved a garden we learn in Holy writ. And seeing gardens in the Spring I well can credit it.
The first day of spring is one thing, and the first spring day is another. The difference between them is sometimes as great as a month.
O, wind, if winter comes, can spring be far behind?
Spring is when you feel like whistling even with a shoe full of slush.
It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.
April ... hath put a spirit of youth in everything.
The day the Lord created hope was probably the same day he created Spring.
Spring is nature's way of saying, 'Let's party!'
Science has never drummed up quite as effective a tranquilizing agent as a sunny spring day.
The naked earth is warm with Spring, And with green grass and bursting trees Leans to the sun's kiss glorying, And quivers in the sunny breeze.
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!
God is in his Heaven, all's right with the world.
And Spring arose on the garden fair, Like the Spirit of Love felt everywhere; And each flower and herb on Earth's dark breast rose from the dreams of its wintry rest.
No winter lasts forever; no spring skips its turn.
April prepares her green traffic light and the world thinks Go.
If we had not winter, the spring would not be so pleasant; if we did not sometimes taste of adversity, prosperity would not be so welcome.
I love spring anywhere, but if I could choose I would always greet in a garden.
She turned to the sunlight And shook her yellow head, And whispered to her neighbor: "Winter is dead.
People ask me what I do in winter when there's no baseball. I'll tell you what I do. I stare out the window and wait for spring.
I stare out the window and wait for spring.
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