We’re but a few short days ‘til the first day of spring. And what a winter it has been. There’s definitely some hope in the thought that after this Thursday, the days will finally be longer than the nights. Spring also happily portends the coming of many wonderful spring and summer Shakespeare festivals.
As such, I wanted to consider some of Shakespeare’s thoughts on spring. Or rather: my thoughts on Shakespeare’s thoughts on spring. He may have written a The Winter’s Tale and A Midsummer Night’s Dream, but he didn’t leave their gentler connecting season out in the cold (so to speak). There are a number of sonnets dealing with addressing it, but for better or worse, I’ll always prefer the plays.
A poem sung at the end of Love’s Labours Lost is titled "Spring" and has a cheeriness that almost makes me forget about the fact that equinox or no, it’s still below freezing here in New York:
“When daisies pied, and violets blue,
And lady-smocks all silver-white,
And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue
Do paint the meadows with delight...”
And from As You Like It comes another great diddy to put a spring in your step. (Writing about Shakespeare does not necessarily make a blogger subtle in punning).
“..In springtime, the only pretty ring time,
When birds do sing, Hey ding a ding, ding.
Sweet lovers love the spring.”
Lovers, sweet or otherwise, do love the spring. At least those unafflicted by allergies do. If you want to tell someone you love them this vernal equinox, make sure to check out The Bard’s Cards shop for plenty of options for your lady (or fellow) love. For the rest, here’s wishing you a very happy spring time! Enjoy it! It’s the only pretty ring time.