April Quote by Edna St. Vincent Millay Download Open image “April comes like an idiot, babbling and strewing flowers.” — Edna St. Vincent Millay ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.1 out of 5 (3 ratings) Copy quoteShare April April and spring Babbling Flower Idiot Spring Spring flowers Spring garden Spring season
April, like a child, Writes hieroglyphs on dust with flowers, Wipes them away and forgets. — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
But these are flowers that fly and all but sing: And now from having ridden out desire They lie closed over in the wind… — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
Old April wanes, and her last dewy morn Her death-bed steeps in tears; to hail the May New blooming blossoms neath the sun are… — John Clare Copy Share Image
Every tear is answered by a blossom, Every sigh with songs and laughter blent, April-blooms upon the breezes toss them. April knows her own,… — Sarah Chauncey Woolsey Copy Share Image
Spring TO what purpose, April, do you return again? Beauty is not enough. You can no longer quiet me with the redness Of little… — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
April is my favorite month because is the month everyone been foolish . LOL — Anonymous Copy Share Image
There are a hundred places where I fear To go, --so with his memory they brim! And entering with relief some quiet place Where… — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
The first rose on my rose-tree Budded, bloomed, and shattered, During sad days when to me Nothing mattered. Grief or grief has drained me… — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
A Poem from Edna St. Vincent Millay: Grown-up Was it for this I uttered prayers, And sobbed and cursed and kicked the stairs, That… — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
And reaching up my hand to try, I screamed to feel it touch the sky. — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
“And you as well must die, beloved dust, And all your beauty stand you in no stead; This flawless, vital hand, this perfect head,… — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
Oh, children, growing up to be Adventurers into sophistry, Forbear, forbear to be of those That read the rood to learn the rose. — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
Some of us have been thinking and talking too long without doing anything. Poems are perfect; picketing, sometimes, is better. — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
“But, sure, the sky is big, I said; Miles and miles above my head; So here upon my back I'll lie And look my… — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
pity me that the heart is slow to learn what the swift mind beholds at every turn. — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
“I had a chat with May and I had a sweet talk with April but the lovely conversation that left me to ponder was… — Ernest Agyemang Yeboah Copy Share Image
It might interest you that just as the U.S. was ramping up its involvement in Vietnam, LBJ launched an illegal invasion of the Dominican… — Junot Diaz Copy Share Image
Two things you need to know about taxes. They've extended the deadline to April 18, and when you write your check, just make it… — David Letterman Copy Share Image
Why should I deem myself to be a chisel, when I could be the artist? — Friedrich Schiller Copy Share Image
The air soft as that of Seville in April, and so fragrant that it was delicious to breathe it. — Christopher Columbus Copy Share Image
Our opponents see an America in which every day is April 15, tax day. Well, we see an America in which every day is… — Ronald Reagan Copy Share Image
Here cometh April again, and as far as I can see the world hath more fools in it than ever. — Charles Lamb Copy Share Image
It felt like 10 years, but I was actually in treatment for three-and-a-half years. I finally finished in April. Two years ago, I had… — Suleika Jaouad Copy Share Image
The air is like a butterfly With frail blue wings. The happy earth looks at the sky And sings. — Joyce Kilmer Copy Share Image
At 1.24 am on 26 April 1986 Chernobyl’s Unit 4 reactor exploded after staff disabled safety systems and performed an ill-advised experiment to check… — Mark Lynas Copy Share Image
Ah, March! we know thou art Kind-hearted, spite of ugly looks and threats, And, out of sight, art nursing April's violets! — Helen Hunt Jackson Copy Share Image
I know April, May and June are a few unbearable months, and working out in a gym and sweating in such dirty hot, sticky,… — Ashish Sharma Copy Share Image
