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A little Madness in the Spring
Is wholesome even for the King.
~ Emily Dickinson (1830-1886)
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Spring, the sweet spring, is the year's pleasant king;
Then blooms each thing, then maids dance in a ring,
Cold doth not sting, the pretty birds do sing.
Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo!
~ Thomas Nashe (1567–1601)