April is the cruelest month, breeding lilacs out of the dead land, mixing memory and desire, stirring dull roots with spring rain.
Author: T. S. Eliot (1888-1965)
Profession: American-born British Poet, Critic
Nothing is so beautiful as spring -- when weeds, in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush; Thrush's eggs look little low heavens, and thrush through the echoing timber does so rinse and wring the ear, it strikes like lightning to hear him sing.
Author: Gerard Manley Hopkins (1844-1889)
Profession: British Poet
For like as herbs and trees bringing forth fruit and flourish in May, in likewise every lusty heart that is in any manner a lover, springeth and flourisheth in lusty deeds.
Author: Sir Thomas Malory (1430-1471)
Profession: British Author
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May.
Author: William Shakespeare (1564-1616)
Profession: British Poet, Playwright, Actor
Poor, dear, silly Spring, preparing her annual surprise!
Author: Wallace Stevens (1879-1955)
Profession: American Poet