“Sound, jocund strains; on pipe and viol sound,
Young voices sing;
Wreathe every door with snow-white voices round,
For lo! 't is Spring!
Winter has passed with its sad funeral train,
And Love revives again.”

— Lewis Morris (poet)

Life-Music, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).

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Welsh poet in the English language 1833–1907

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