April Quotes (47 quotes)
24 Famous Poems (Poetry Anthology with music)
It was an April morning: fresh and clear The Rivulet, delighting in its strength, Ran with a young man's speed; and yet the voice Of waters which the winter had supplied Was softened down into a vernal tone. The spirit of enjoyment and desire, And hopes and wishes, from all living things Went circling, like a multitude of sounds.
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Let the rain kiss you Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops Let the rain sing you a lullaby The rain makes still pools on the sidewalk The rain makes running pools in the gutter The rain plays a little sleep song on our roof at night And I love the rain. Report Reply. I like this poem it reaches my heart making me happy Report Reply. Beautiful poem. Thanks for sharing Report Reply.
You know how it is with an April day. When the sun is out and the wind is still, You're one month on in the middle of May. But if you so much as dare to speak, a cloud come over the sunlit arch, And wind comes off a frozen peak, And you're two months back in the middle of March. And seeing gardens in the Spring I well can credit it. Year after year spring can't help seeming younger. Come let's enjoy our winecup today, Nor pity the flowers fallen. Gilson "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.
Spring starts when nature throws away the shackles of winter.
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April is Poetry Month
Spring is a fine season — perhaps the most popular of the four seasons, when it comes to poets and their seasonal choice of subject. Here are ten of our favourite poems about spring, which we reckon are among the finest spring poems in the English language. The birds around me hopped and played, Their thoughts I cannot measure:— But the least motion which they made It seemed a thrill of pleasure…. Click on the link above to read the full poem and learn more about it. Sound the flute!