Proud pied April, dressed in all his trim, hath put a spirit of youth in every thing

Spring flowers

Sonnet XCVIII

From you have I been absent in the spring,
When proud pied April, dressed in all his trim,
Hath put a spirit of youth in every thing
,
That heavy Saturn laughed and leapt with him.
Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell
Of different flowers in odour and in hue,
Could make me any summer’s story tell,
Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew:
Nor did I wonder at the lily’s white,
Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose;
They were but sweet, but figures of delight,
Drawn after you, you pattern of all those.
Yet seemed it winter still, and you away,
As with your shadow I with these did play.

by William Shakespeare (April 1564 – April 1616)
one of many Sonnets
image – Noël Zia Lee

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One Response to “Proud pied April, dressed in all his trim, hath put a spirit of youth in every thing”

  1. Abimbola Akanwo Says:

    Thank you…

    Now that Spring is here, the rebirth is all around us…breathtaking with longing hope and joy…