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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=483217" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>April</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">April, pride of woodland ways, <br>Of glad days, <br>April, bringing hope of prime, <br>To the young flowers that beneath <br>Their bud sheath <br>Are guarded in their tender time; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">April, pride of fields that be <br>Green and free, <br>That in fashion glad and gay, <br>Stud with flowers red and blue, <br>Every hue, <br>Their jewelled spring array; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">April, pride of murmuring <br>Winds of spring, <br>That beneath the winnowed air, <br>Trap with subtle nets and sweet <br>Flora’s feet, <br>Flora’s feet, the fleet and fair; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">April, by thy hand caressed, <br>From her breast <br>Nature scatters everywhere <br>Handfuls of all sweet perfumes, <br>Buds and blooms, <br>Making faint the earth and air. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">April, joy of the green hours, <br>Clothes with flowers <br>Over all her locks of gold <br>My sweet Lady; and her breast <br>With the blest <br>Birds of summer manifold. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">April, with thy gracious wiles, <br>Like the smiles, <br>Smiles of Venus; and thy breath <br>Like her breath, the Gods’ delight, <br>(From their height <br>They take the happy air beneath) </div><div style="margin:10px 0">It is thou that, of thy grace, <br>From their place <br>In the far-oft isles dost bring <br>Swallows over earth and sea, <br>Glad to be <br>Messengers of thee, and Spring. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Daffodil and eglantine, <br>And woodbine, <br>Lily, violet, and rose <br>Plentiful in April fair, <br>To the air, <br>Their pretty petals do unclose. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nightingales ye now may hear, <br>Piercing clear, <br>Singing in the deepest shade; <br>Many and many a babbled note <br>Chime and float, <br>Woodland music through the glade. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">April, all to welcome thee, <br>Spring sets free <br>Ancient flames, and with low breath <br>Wakes the ashes grey and old <br>That the cold <br>Chilled within our hearts to death. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thou beholdest in the warm <br>Hours, the swarm <br>Of the thievish bees, that flies <br>Evermore from bloom to bloom <br>For perfume, <br>Hid away in tiny thighs. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her cool shadows May can boast, <br>Fruits almost <br>Ripe, and gifts of fertile dew, <br>Manna-sweet and honey-sweet, <br>That complete <br>Her flower garland fresh and new. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nay, but I will give my praise, <br>To these days, <br>Named with the glad name of Her <br>That from out the foam o’ the sea <br>Came to be <br>Sudden light on earth and air.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Remy+Belleau">Remy Belleau</a><div class=q>
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Of glad days, 
April, bringing hope of prime, 
To the young flowers that beneath 
Their bud sheath 
Are guarded in their tender time; 

April, pride of fields that be 
Green and free, 
That in fashion glad and gay, ..."></div>
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