quote by William Shakespeare

Daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty.

— William Shakespeare

Surprising Springtime quotations

I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills When all at once I saw a crowd A host of golden daffodils Beside the lake beneath the trees Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

If all flowers wanted to be roses, nature would lose her springtime beauty and the fields would no longer be decked out with little wildflowers.

A single crocus blossom ought to be enough to convince our heart that springtime, no matter how predictable, is somehow a gift, gratuitous, gratis, a grace.

Our Lord has written the promise of resurrection, not in books alone, but in every leaf in springtime.

I have seen the Lady April bringing the daffodils, Bringing the springing grass and the soft warm April rain.

If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant.

Just now the lilac is in bloom All before my little room.

I stare out the window and wait for spring.

That age is best which is the first When youth and blood are warmer.

Sometimes the whole world is mud luscious and puddle wonderful

Can words describe the fragrance of the very breath of spring?

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!

Nothing is so beautiful as spring- When weeds in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush.

All Nature seems at work. Slugs leave their lair The bees are stirring, birds are on the wing, And Winter slumbering in the open air, Wears on his smiling face a dream of spring.

I stuck my head out the window this morning and spring kissed me bang in the face.

Reconciliation always brings a springtime to the soul.

I think that no matter how old or infirm I may become, I will always plant a large garden in the spring. Who can resist the feelings of hope and joy that one gets from participating in nature's rebirth?

Beauty ...is of the great facts in the world like sunlight, or springtime, or the reflection in dark water of that silver shell we call the moon.

When the April wind wakes the call for the soil, I hold the plough as my only hold upon the earth, and, as I follow through the fresh and fragrant furrow, I am planted with every foot-step, growing, budding, blooming into a spirit of spring.

You can't see Canada across lake Erie, but you know it's there.

It's the same with spring. You have to have faith, especially in Cleveland.

Loveliest of trees, the cherry now Is hung with bloom along the bough.

Spring in the world! And all things are made new!

That God once loved a garden we learn in Holy writ.

And seeing gardens in the Spring I well can credit it.

Springtime is at hand. When will you ever bloom, if not here and now?

For in spite of the snapdragons and the duty millers and the cherry blossoms, it was always winter.

Ah, if in this world there were no such thing as cherry blossoms, perhaps then in springtime our hearts would be at peace.

From the moment of my birth, the angels of anxiety, worry, and death stood at my side, followed me out when I played, followed me in the sun of springtime and in the glories of summer. They stood at my side in the evening when I closed my eyes, and intimidated me with death, hell, and eternal damnation.

Hope. It's like a drop of honey, a field of tulips blooming in the springtime. It's a fresh rain, a whispered promise, a cloudless sky, the perfect punctuation mark at the end of a sentence. And it's the only thing in the world keeping me afloat.

April ... hath put a spirit of youth in everything.

Spring is when life's alive in everything.

I love spring anywhere, but if I could choose I would always greet in a garden.

With vision there is no room to be frightened.

No reason for intimidation. It's time to march forward! Let's be confident and positive!

Come, fill the Cup, and in the Fire of Spring The Winter Garment of Repentance fling: The Bird of Time has but a little way To fly-and Lo! the Bird is on the Wing.

Earth, my dearest, oh believe me, you no longer need your springtimes to win me over...Unspeakably, I have belonged to you, from the flush.

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