Spring, the sweet spring, is the year's pleasant king; Then blooms each thing, then maids dance in a ring, Cold doth not sting, the pretty birds do s….

From heav'nly thoughts all true delight doth spring..

Into the bosom of the one great sea Flow streams that come from the hills on every side, Their names are various as their springs And thus in every l….

In our city spring came from the sky, not from the soil, which was ruled by stone that recognizes no seasonal change. The change of the season could ….

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..

Humor springs from rage, hay fever, overdue rent and miscellaneous hell..

I know of no other advice than this: Go within and scale the depths of your being from which your very life springs forth..

Winter always turns into Spring. Never, from ancient times on, has anyone heard or seen of winter turning back to autumn..

The barks of trees are best gathered in the spring, if it be of great trees, as oaks or the like, because they come easiest off, and so you may dry t….

The spring has sprung, the grass is rizz. I wonder where them birdies is?.

Wilderness is two things-fact and feeling. It is a fund of knowledge and a spring of influence. It is the ultimate source of health-terrestrial and h….

Bottomless wonders spring from simple rules, which are repeated without end..

It's been like that all spring. It's just that balls decided to hang up there. It's hard to catch it when you can't see it. But that's how it's going….

My theory is that poems are written because of a state of emotional irritation. It may be present for some time before the poet is conscious of what ….

There will come soft rains and the smell of the ground, And swallows circling with their shimmering sound; And frogs in the pool singing at night, An….

The spring's already at the gate With looks my care beguiling; The country round appeareth straight A flower-garden smiling..

All green and fair the summer lies, Just budded from the bud of spring, With tender blue of wistful skies, And winds that softly sing..

A life of mere pleasure! A little while, in the spring-time of the senses, in the sunshine of prosperity, in the jubilee of health, it may seem well ….

The fire of true enthusiasm is like the fires of Baku, which no water can ever quench, and which burn steadily on from night to day, and year to year….

Press on! If Fortune play thee false To-day, tomorrow she'll be true; Whom now she sinks she now exalts, Taking old gifts and granting new, The wisdo….

For me accessories create and define a woman's personal style. The bag she carries, the watch on her wrist, her jewelry, her sunglasses, her shoes al….