Wednesday, October 26, 2011

Spring-y





















For winter's rains and ruins are over, 
And all the season of snows and sins; 
The days dividing lover and lover, 
The light that loses, the night that wins; 
And time remembered is grief forgotten, 
And frosts are slain and flowers begotten, 
And in green underwood and cover 
Blossom by blossom the spring begins.

- Algernon Swinburne.



























1 comment:

ally said...

beautiful words...