find a verse or prose relating to spring or February?

Question

a poem about spring?

Answer 1

How about one of the most famous poems ever written;


I WANDERED lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay: 10
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed--and gazed--but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood, 20
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.

Answer 2

FAREWELL FROST, OR WELCOME SPRING
by Robert Herrick

Fled are the frosts, and now the fields appear
Reclothed in fresh and verdant diaper;
Thaw'd are the snows; and now the lusty Spring
Gives to each mead a neat enamelling;
The palms put forth their gems, and every tree
Now swaggers in her leafy gallantry.
The while the Daulian minstrel sweetly sings
With warbling notes her Terean sufferings.
--What gentle winds perspire! as if here
Never had been the northern plunderer
To strip the trees and fields, to their distress,
Leaving them to a pitied nakedness.
And look how when a frantic storm doth tear
A stubborn oak or holm, long growing there,--
But lull'd to calmness, then succeeds a breeze
That scarcely stirs the nodding leaves of trees;
So when this war, which tempest-like doth spoil
Our salt, our corn, our honey, wine, and oil,
Falls to a temper, and doth mildly cast
His inconsiderate frenzy off, at last,
The gentle dove may, when these turmoils cease,
Bring in her bill, once more, the branch of Peace.

Answer 3

Spring

Spring is the best.

Spring is everywhere in East and West,
Spring has the smell of a treasure quest,
leaves of Spring in a treasure chest.

And all of the fruits of Spring,
I would really like to taste.

And the best thing about Spring is
that never in Spring is my class test.

Bohnishikha Ghosh (1st link on bottom, also has pages of others)

Second link has poetry "for the year"....each month has its own poem

Answer 4

Silent Spring by Rachel Carson. There's a description of the book on wiki:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Silent_Spring

Answer 5

"Spring" by Edna St. Vincent Millay (It's about April, though)

Answer 6

do songs count?

But February made me shiver
with every paper I deleivered
bad new on the doorstwep
I couldn't take one more step

Answer 7

Failing all else, you can always fall back on Wordsworth's 'Daffodils'. That's the one where he went wandering, 'lonely as a cloud....'

Answer 8

i once knew a girl called deb
met her in the month of feb
took her out for a meal
then asked her to kneel
she repayed me by giving me head.

Answer 9

Walt Whitman's "Leaves of Grass" has references to spring... just don't ask me to remember any of them (sorry).