There, by the starlit fences The wanderer halts and hears My soul that lingers sighing About the glimmering weirs.
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'Tis spring; come out to ramble_x000D_ _x000D_ The hilly brakes around,_x000D_ _x000D_ For under thorn and bramble_x000D_ _x000D_ About the hollow ground_x000D_ _x000D_ The primroses are found._x000D_ _x000D_ And there's the windflower chilly_x000D_ _x000D_ With all the winds at play,_x000D_ _x000D_ And there's the Lenten lily_x000D_ _x000D_ That has not long to stay_x000D_ _x000D_ And dies on Easter day.
Interpretation
What this quote means
This quote celebrates the beauty of spring and the transient nature of flowers.
In this quote, A. E. Housman depicts the arrival of spring as an invitation to explore the natural world, highlighting the beauty of flowers like primroses and windflowers that bloom temporarily. The imagery of the season serves as a reminder of the fleeting moments of beauty in life, particularly as some flowers, like the Lenten lily, have a brief existence, emphasizing the importance of cherishing these transient experiences.
Themes
SpringFlowersNatureTransienceBeauty
In practice
Example use cases
This quote can be shared at a spring festival to celebrate the season.
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