From heav'nly thoughts all true delight doth spring.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Welcome, wild harbinger of spring! To this small nook of earth; Feeling and fancy fondly cling, Round thoughts which owe their birth, To thee, and to the humble spot, Where chance has fixed thy lowly lot.
From abundance springs satiety.
Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, a box where sweets compacted lie.
Beauty, sweet love, is like the morning dew, Whose short refresh upon tender green, Cheers for a time, but till the sun doth show And straight is gone, as it had never been.
The day the Lord created hope was probably the same day he created Spring.
It is a fine seasoning for joy to think of those we love.
Behold, my friends, the spring is come; the earth has gladly received the embraces of the sun, and we shall soon see the results of their love!
I live to hail that season by gifted one foretold, when men shall live by reason, and not alone by gold.
All bad poetry springs from genuine feeling.
To business that we love we rise bedtime, and go to't with delight.
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