February Quote by William C. Bryant

Thick February mists cling heavily To the dead earth and to each leafless tree, And closer down upon the hilltops draw, Dull forecasts there…

— Emma Lazarus

Why, what's the matter, That you have such a February face, So full of frost, of storm and cloudiness?

— William Shakespeare

The flower that follows the sun does so even in cloudy days

— Robert Leighton

Wan February with weeping cheer, Whose cold hand guides the youngling year Down misty roads of mire and rime, Before thy pale and fitful…

— Algernon Charles Swinburne

The buds swell imperceptibly,without hurry or confusion, as if the short spring days were an eternity.

— Anonymous

The bitter winds in February were sometimes called the First East Winds, but the longing for spring somehow made them seem more piercing.

— Eiji Yoshikawa

Bittersweet October. The mellow, messy, leaf-kicking, perfect pause between the opposing miseries of summer and winter

— Carol Bishop Hipps

“February Soup by Stewart Stafford The February fog, Turns all into blobs, Orange street lights, To Valentine's Night. When the wind strays, Fog's mantle…

— Stewart Stafford

When great leaves fall, the winter is at hand.

— William Shakespeare

The sweet calm sunshine of October, now Warms the low spot; upon its grassy mold The pur0ple oak-leaf falls; the birchen bough drops its…

— William C. Bryant

All green and fair the summer lies, Just budded from the bud of spring, With tender blue of wistful skies, And winds that softly…

— Sarah Chauncey Woolsey

May is much sunshine through small leaves.

— Amy Lowell