<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=407868" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Calendar of Sonnets: March</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Month which the warring ancients strangely styled <br>The month of war,--as if in their fierce ways <br>Were any month of peace!--in thy rough days <br>I find no war in Nature, though the wild <br>Winds clash and clang, and broken boughs are piled <br>As feet of writhing trees. The violets raise <br>Their heads without affright, without amaze, <br>And sleep through all the din, as sleeps a child. <br>And he who watches well may well discern <br>Sweet expectation in each living thing. <br>Like pregnant mother the sweet earth doth yearn; <br>In secret joy makes ready for the spring; <br>And hidden, sacred, in her breast doth bear <br>Annunciation lilies for the year.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Helen+Hunt+Jackson">Helen Hunt Jackson</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=407868" data-title="A Calendar of Sonnets: March de Helen Hunt Jackson" data-description="Month which the warring ancients strangely styled The month of war,--as if in their fierce ways Were any month of peace!--in thy rough days I find no war in Nature, though the wild Winds clash and clang, and broken boughs are piled As feet of..."></div> </div> </div>

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