Dear common flower, that grow'st beside the way, Fringing the dusty road with harmless gold, First pledge of blithesome May, Which children… — James Russell Lowell Copy Share Image
O lovely lily clean, O lily springing green, O lily bursting white, Dear lily of delight, Spring in my heart agen That… — John Masefield Copy Share Image
All the year round there is spring, all through life is youth; there is always something which may flower. — Karel Capek Copy Share Image
By the time one is eighty, it is said, there is no longer a tug of war in the garden with the… — Henry Mitchell Copy Share Image
I think that no matter how old or infirm I may become, I will always plant a large garden in the spring.… — Edward Giobbi Copy Share Image
Dancing of late years has been degraded to the narrow limits and low professionalism of mere mechanical proficiency, associated with the most… — Ruth St. Denis Copy Share Image
