Springtime Quotes - Page 6

• March is the month of expectation,
  The things we do not know,
  The Persons of Prognostication
  Are coming now.
  We try to sham becoming firmness,
  But pompous joy
  Betrays us, as his first betrothal
  Betrays a boy.

  Emily Dickinson

  Spring, Boys, Expectations

  Emily Dickinson (1915). “The Single Hound: Poems of a Lifetime”

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• The breath of springtime at this twilight hour
  Comes through the gathering glooms,
  And bears the stolen sweets of many a flower
  Into my silent rooms.

  William C. Bryant

  Sweet, Spring, Flower

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• The April rain, the April rain,
  Comes slanting down in fitful showers,
  Then from the furrow shoots the grain,
  And banks are fledged with nestling flowers;
  And in grey shawl and woodland bowers
  The cuckoo through the April rain
  Calls once again.

  Mathilde Blind

  Spring, Rain, Flower

  Mathilde Blind, “April Rain”

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• Seventy-five years. That's how much time you get if you're lucky. Seventy-five years. Seventy-five winters, seventy-five springtimes, seventy-five summers, and seventy-five autumns. When you look at it like that, it's not a lot of time, is it? Don't waste them. Get your head out of the rat race and forget about the superficial things that pre-occupy your existence and get back to what's important now.

  Eddie Murphy

  Summer, Autumn, Winter

  "Fictional character: 'G'". "Holy Man", www.imdb.com. 1998.

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• Winter's done, and April's in the skies,
  Earth, look up with laughter in your eyes!

  Charles G.D. Roberts

  Laughter, Spring, Eye

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• The last fling of winter is over ... The earth, the soil itself, has a dreaming quality about it. It is warm now to the touch; it has come alive; it hides secrets that in a moment, in a little while, it will tell.

  Donald C. Peattie

  Dream, Spring, Winter

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• 50 years old is like springtime to me.

  Lena Horne

  Years

  Source: www.sfgate.com

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• The morning air was like a new dress. That made her feel the apron tied around her waist. She untied it and flung it on a low bush beside the road and walked on, picking flowers and making a bouquet… From now on until death she was going to have flower dust and springtime sprinkled over everything.

  Zora Neale Hurston

  Morning, Flower, Air

  Zora Neale Hurston (1937). “Their Eyes Were Watching God”, p.41, University of Illinois Press

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• Well-apparel'd April on the heel
  Of limping Winter treads.

  William Shakespeare

  Spring, Winter, April

  William Shakespeare (1816). “The Works of William Shakspeare...: Collated Verbatim with the Most Authentic Copies, and Revised, with the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators”, p.82

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• True variety is in that plenitude of real and unexpected elements, in the branch charged with blue flowers thrusting itself, against all expectations, from the springtime hedge which seems already too full, while the purely formal imitation of varietyis but void and uniformity, that is, that which is most opposed to variety.

  Marcel Proust

  Art, Real, Flower

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• Autumn is the Sabbath of the year; the time to think of all the past: nature's calm twilight before the darkness. It does make all men think at times; even the lightest and the worst. The distant days of our springtime, our faded summer, comes over us like a dream. We sit in the evening of our life in tender musings, and all that has been takes shadowy form again, and passes through the thoughts.

  Cunningham Geikie

  Summer, Dream, Twilight

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• Can man be so age-stricken that no faintest sunshine of his youth may re visit him once a year? It is impossible. The moss on our time-worn mansion brightens into beauty; and the good old pastor, who once dwelt here, renewed his prime and regained his boyhood in the genial breeze of his ninetieth spring. Alas for the worn and heavy soul, if, whether in youth or age, it has outlived its privilege of springtime sprightliness!

  Nathaniel Hawthorne

  Spring, Sunshine, Men

  Nathaniel Hawthorne (1982). “Tales and Sketches”, p.833, Library of America

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• Desert springtime, with flowers popping up all over the place, trees leafing out, streams gushing down from the mountains. Great time of year for hiking, camping, exploring, sleeping under the new moon and the old stars. At dawn and at evening we hear the coyotes howling with excitement—mating season.

  Edward Abbey

  Stars, Flower, Sleep

  Edward Abbey (2006). “Postcards from Ed: Dispatches and Salvos from an American Iconoclast”

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• It is always springtime in the heart that loves God.

  John Vianney

  Heart, God Love

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• Spring is God's way of saying, 'One more time!'

  Robert Orben

  Spring, Way, More Time

  Robert Orben (2011). “2100 Laughs for All Occasions: Short, Sharp, Topical, and Funny--Arranged in Categories for Reading, Telling, Laughing”, p.153, Main Street Books

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• April's rare capricious loveliness.

  Julia Caroline Dorr

  Spring, April, Capricious

  Julia Caroline Ripley Dorr (1872). “Poems”, p.67

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• Let the rain kiss you.
  Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops.
  Let the rain sing you a lullaby.
  The rain makes still pools on the sidewalk.
  The rain makes running pools in the gutter.
  The rain plays a little sellp-song on our roof at night-
  And I love the rain.

  Langston Hughes

  Running, Song, Spring

  Langston Hughes (2015). “Sail Away”, p.25, Simon and Schuster

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• Hark, I hear a robin calling!
  List, the wind is from the south!
  And the orchard-bloom is falling
  Sweet as kisses on the mouth.
  
  In the dreamy vale of beeches
  Fair and faint is woven mist,
  And the river's orient reaches
  Are the palest amethyst.
  
  Every limpid brook is singing
  Of the lure of April days;
  Every piney glen is ringing
  With the maddest roundelays.
  
  Come and let us seek together
  Springtime lore of daffodils,
  Giving to the golden weather
  Greeting on the sun-warm hills.

  Lucy Maud Montgomery

  Sweet, Spring, Fall

  Lucy Maud Montgomery (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of L. M. Montgomery (Illustrated)”, p.6137, Delphi Classics

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• 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

  Song, Stars, Spring

  Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans (1853). “Poetical Works”, p.125

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• The roofs are shining from the rain,
  The sparrows twitter as they fly,
  And with a windy April grace
  The little clouds go by.
  Yet the back yards are bare and brown
  With only one unchanging tree-
  I could not be so sure of Spring
  Save that it sings in me.

  Sara Teasdale

  Spring, Rain, Clouds

  Sara Teasdale (1937). “Collected poems”

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• On the approach of spring, I withdraw without reluctance from the noisy and extensive scene of crowds without company, and dissipation without pleasure.

  Edward Gibbon

  Spring, Crowds, April

  "Memoirs". Book by Edward Gibbon, Vol. i. p. 116, 1796.

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• Spring makes everything look filthy.

  Katharine Whitehorn

  Spring, Looks, April

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• No days such honored days as these! While yet
  Fair Aphrodite reigned, men seeking wide
  For some fair thing which should forever bide
  On earth, her beauteous memory to set
  In fitting frame that no age could forget,
  Her name in lovely April's name did hide,
  And leave it there, eternally allied
  To all the fairest flowers Spring did beget.

  Helen Hunt Jackson

  Memories, Spring, Flower

  Helen Hunt Jackson, “A Calendar Of Sonnets: April”

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• So Spring comes merry towards me here, but earns
  No answering smile from me, whose life is twin'd
  With the dead boughs that winter still must bind,
  And whom today the Spring no more concerns.
  Behold, this crocus is a withering flame;
  This snowdrop, snow; this apple-blossom's part
  To breed the fruit that breeds the serpent's art.
  Nay, for these Spring-flowers, turn thy face from them,
  Nor stay till on the year's last lily-stem
  The white cup shrivels round the golden heart.

  Dante Gabriel Rossetti

  Art, Spring, Flower

  Dante Gabriel Rossetti, Frank Laurence Lucas (1933). “Dante Gabriel Rossetti: An Anthology”, p.169, CUP Archive

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