Fool Messages
41. Through primrose tufts in that green bower the periwinkle trails its wreath and tis my faith that every flower enjoys the air it breathes the birds around me hopped and played their thoughts i cannot measure but the least motion which they made it seemed a thrill of pleasure the budding twigs spread out their fan to catch the breezy air and i must think do all i can that there was pleasure there if this belief from heaven be sent if such be natures holy plan have i not reason to lament what man has made of man42. April is no month for burials
43. Tis spring come out to ramble the hilly brakes around for under thorn and bramble about the hollow ground the primroses are found and theres the windflower chilly with all the winds at play and theres the lenten lily that has not long to stay and dies on easter day
44. That age is best which is the first when youth and blood are warmer
45. Tis the noon of the springtime yet never a bird in the windshaked elm or the maple is heard for green meadowgrasses wide levels of snow and blowing of drifts where the crocus should blow where windflower and violet amber and white on southsloping brooksides should smile in the light oer the cold winterbeds of their latewaking roots the frosty flake eddies the ice crystal shoots and longing for light under winddriven heaps round the boles of the pinewood the groundlaurel creeps unkissed of the sunshine unbaptized of showers with buds scarcely swelled which should burst into flowers
46. You can always tell its april by the sound of falling rain that mystic mournful music as it trickles down the drain were told we should be thankful for the kiss of april showers as it washes all the grass clean and prepares the soil for flowers theres another side to april which doesnt bode us good when that mini manic maelstrom turns the lawn to liquid mud
47. The promise of these fragrant flowers the fruit that neath these blossoms lies once hung they say in edens bowers and tempted eve in paradise o fairest daughter of eves blood lest her misprision thine should be ive nipped temptation in the bud and send this snowy spray to thee
48. In april we cannot see sunflowers in france so we might say the sunflowers do not exist but the local farmers have already planted thousands of seeds and when they look at the bare hills they may be able to see the sunflowers already the sunflowers are there they lack only the conditions of sun heat rain and july just because we cannot see them does not mean that they do not exist
49. For lo the winter is past the rain is over and gone the flowers appear on the earth the time of the singing of birds is come and the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land
50. Dropped off body and mind weeding new cuttings
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