Quotes
Quotes about Spring
I tell thee Love is Nature's second sun,
Causing a spring of virtues where he shines.
O, how this spring of love resembleth
The uncertain glory of an April day!
The chariest maid is prodigal enough,
If she unmask her beauty to the moon:
Virtue itself'scapes not calumnious strokes:
The canker galls the infants of the spring
Too oft before their buttons be disclosed,
And in the morn and liquid dew of youth
Contagious blastments are most imminent.
Springes to catch woodcocks.
Lay her i' the earth:
And from her fair and unpolluted flesh
May violets spring!
Hark, hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings,
And Phoebus 'gins arise,
His steeds to water at those springs
On chaliced flowers that lies;
And winking Mary-buds begin
To ope their golden eyes:
With everything that pretty is,
My lady sweet, arise.
Primrose, first-born child of Ver,
Merry springtime's harbinger.
Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses,
A box where sweets compacted lie.
Hail holy light! offspring of heav'n first-born.
Hail wedded love, mysterious law, true source
Of human offspring.
From haunted spring and dale
Edg'd with poplar pale
The parting genius is with sighing sent.
Westward the course of empire takes its way;
The four first acts already past,
A fifth shall close the drama with the day:
Time's noblest offspring is the last.
Hope springs eternal in the human breast:
Man never is, but always to be blest.
The soul, uneasy and confined from home,
Rests and expatiates in a life to come.
A little learning is a dangerous thing;
Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian spring:
There shallow draughts intoxicate the brain,
And drinking largely sobers us again.
What dire offence from amorous causes springs!
What mighty contests rise from trivial things!
Achilles' wrath, to Greece the direful spring
Of woes unnumber'd, heavenly goddess, sing!
Like leaves on trees the race of man is found,--
Now green in youth, now withering on the ground;
Another race the following spring supplies:
They fall successive, and successive rise.
From wine what sudden friendship springs!
Come, gentle Spring! ethereal Mildness! come.
From thee, great God, we spring, to thee we tend,--
Path, motive, guide, original, and end.
From Helicon's harmonious springs
A thousand rills their mazy progress take.
And as a bird each fond endearment tries
To tempt its new-fledg'd offspring to the skies,
He tried each art, reprov'd each dull delay,
Allur'd to brighter worlds, and led the way.
But when shall spring visit the mouldering urn?
Oh when shall it dawn on the night of the grave?
On the approach of spring I withdraw without reluctance from the noisy and extensive scene of crowds without company, and dissipation without pleasure.
Since trifles make the sum of human things,
And half our misery from our foibles springs.
