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Who in this world of ours their eyes In March first open shall be wise; In days of peril firm and brave, And wear a Bloodstone to their grave. - Unattributed Author, March, in "Notes and Queries", May 11, 1889, p. 371 Ah, passing few are they who speak, Wild, stormy month! in praise of thee; Yet though thy winds are loud and bleak, Thou art a welcome month to me. For thou, to northern lands, again The glad and glorious sun dost bring, And thou hast joined the gentle train And wear'st the gentle name of Spring. - William Cullen Bryant The stormy March is come at last, With wind, and cloud, and changing skies; I hear the rushing of the blast, That through the snowy valley flies. - William Cullen Bryant The hazel-blooms, in threads of crimson hue, Peep through the swelling buds, foretelling Spring, Ere yet a white-thorn leaf appears in view, Or March finds throstles pleased enough to sing. - John Clare March comes in with an adder's head, and goes out with a peacock's tail. - Richard Lawson Gales, Old-World Essays (p. 250) Ah, March! we know thou art Kind-hearted, spite of ugly looks and threats, And, out of sight, art nursing April's violets! - Helen Hunt Jackson (Helen Hunt), Verses--March Slayer of the winter, art thou here again? O welcome, thou that bring'st the summer nigh! The bitter wind makes not the victory vain. Nor will we mock thee for thy faint blue sky. - William Morris (1), March (st. 1) March: Its motto, "Courage and strength in times of danger." - Old Saying March: Its stone, Bloodstone. - Old Saying March: Its tree, Juniper. - Old Saying A peck of March dust is worth a king's ransom. - Proverb Beware the ides of March. - William Shakespeare, Julius Caesar (Soothsayer at I, ii) The ides of March are come. - William Shakespeare, Julius Caesar (Caesar at III, i) In fierce March weather White waves break tether, And whirled together At either hand, Like weeds uplifted, The tree-trunks rifted In spars are drifted, Like foam or sand. - Algernon Charles Swinburne, Four Songs of Four Seasons (st. 11) With rushing winds and gloomy skies The dark and stubborn Winter dies: Far-off, unseen, Spring faintly cries, Bidding her earliest child arise; March! - Bayard Taylor, March All in the wild March-morning I heard the angels call; It was when the moon was setting, and the dark was over all; The trees began to whisper, and the wind began to roll, And in the wild March-morning I heard them call my soul. - Lord Alfred Tennyson, The May Queen (conclusion) Like an army defeated The snow hath retreated, And now doth fare ill On the top of the bare hill; The Ploughboy is whooping--anon--anon! There's joy in the mountains: There's life in the fountains; Small clouds are sailing, Blue sky prevailing; The rain is over and gone. - William Wordsworth, Written in March Up from the sea, the wild north wind is blowing Under the sky's gray arch; Smiling I watch the shaken elm boughs, knowing It is the wind of March. - William Wordsworth, Written in March
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