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In Earliest Spring Tossing his mane of snows in wildest eddies and tangles, Lion-like, March cometh in, hoarse, with tempestuous breath, Through all the moaning chimneys, and thwart all the hollows and angles Round the shuddering house, threating of winter and death. But in my... Poet: William Dean Howells	Spring Song Make me over, mother April, When the sap begins to stir! When thy flowery hand delivers All the mountain-prisoned rivers, And thy great heart beats and quivers To revive the days that were, Make me over, mother April, When the sap begins to... Poet: Bliss Carman	“When the hounds of spring” When the hounds of spring are on winter’s traces, The mother of months in meadow or plain Fills the shadows and windy places With lisp of leaves and ripple of rain; And the brown bright nightingale amorous Is half assuaged for Itylus, For the... Poet: Algernon Charles Swinburne	Spring Again the violet of our early days Drinks beauteous azure from the golden sun, And kindles into fragrance at his blaze; The streams, rejoiced that winter’s work is done, Talk of to-morrow’s cowslips, as they run. Wild apple, thou art blushing into bloom!... Poet: Ebenezer Elliott
Song: “The year ’s at the spring” From “Pippa Passes” THE YEAR ’S at the spring, And day ’s at the morn; Morning ’s at seven; The hill-side ’s dew-pearled; The lark ’s on the wing; The snail ’s on the thorn; God ’s in His heaven— All ’s right with the world. Poet: Robert Browning