Bard Bits: Shakespeare Speaks of Spring
Spring supposedly began March 19th. Words fail me when it comes to describing the fickleness of the weather. Shakespeare knows just what to say.
As sun and showers
There had made a lasting Spring.
– Henry VIII Act III, Scene i
The spring is near when green geese are a-breeding.
– Love’s Labour’s Lost Act I, Scene i
Unruly blasts wait on the tender spring;
– Lucrece (Poem)
Yes, last week crocus flowers heralded the arrival of sunny days and I basked in spring’s warmth while reading. Today it’s stoking the fire and watching the grey skies dribble out its watery lament.
Sigh.
Pam Webb 