William Cullen Bryant Quotes on Spring
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The little wind-flower, whose just opened eye Is blue as the spring heaven it gazes at.
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The stormy March has come at last, With winds and clouds and changing skies; I hear the rushing of the blast That through the snowy valley flies.
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The daffodil is our doorside queen; she pushes upward the sword already, To spot with sunshine the early green.
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The February sunshine steeps your boughs and tints the buds and swells the leaves within.