IT MIGHT AS WELL BE SPRING

In the spring, a young man’s fancy lightly turns to thoughts of love. –Tennyson

As I write this on the eve (March 19) of posting it on the first day of spring, it might as well be spring because, as a once-upon-a-time young man, I’ve been turning to thoughts of love since I discovered it many springs ago….then I discovered that I hadn’t discovered it, but by then, it was too late to undiscover it. Or something along those lines. Love can be so confusing.

Anyway, like spring itself this year in Ohio, I’m getting a head start. I need time to gather spring songs for this post, an idea which arose out of my time songs post on March 10. But there seem to be even more love(ly) songs with “spring” in the title than with “time” in the title– so many, in fact, that it’s going to be hard to limit my spring song list to fewer than I’d love to share. But at least the title of this post suggests where to start:

For song #2, how about two for the price of one — both “spring” and “time” in one title:

Next, a long-forgotten spring song that’s a particular favorite of mine because its lyrics (by George Marion Jr.) are a marriage of exquisite simplicity and sophistication:

Wouldn’t you know it? Suddenly, the weather is turning colder. Now it looks like….

Well, it could be worse. If you live in the southern hemisphere, spring will not arrive for six more months. Fancy that! Fie on thoughts of love so late 😦 — why should those ‘down under’ wait?

Gather ye rosebuds while ye may,
Old Time is still a-flying;
And this same flower that smiles today
Tomorrow will be dying.

Then be not coy, but use your time.
And while ye may, go marry;
For having lost but once your prime,
You may forever tarry.

–Robert Herrick (1591-1674)

Carpe diem.

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15 comments on “IT MIGHT AS WELL BE SPRING

  1. linnetmoss says:

    Great post! I love Mandy Patinkin’s body language when he’s singing. And what an amazing tenor voice. Your title made me think of the Rodgers and Hart song “Spring is Here,” with very sad, very “Lorenz” lyrics…

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  2. carmen says:

    You should have been here, mister muse.

    This morning (early) on CBC, Vera Lynn’s “We’ll Meet Again” was played. . .I thought of you right away! 😉

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  3. Don Frankel says:

    Of course Muse, no rendition of Spring songs would be complete without…

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  4. mistermuse says:

    Don, you old romantic: just as I suspected, you’re a rank sentimentalist (as Claude Rains said to Humphrey Bogart in CASABLANCA). 🙂

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  5. arekhill1 says:

    Springtime For Hitler occurred to me immediately, but not immediately enough, apparently, to avoid being beaten out posting it here. ‘Twas Sir Don that seized the carp.

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  6. mistermuse says:

    Never let it be said that I don’t give credit where credit is due, so you are a rank sentimentalist, as well, Ricardo.

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  7. BroadBlogs says:

    Welcome Spring!!!!!!

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  8. mistermuse says:

    Spring has sprung
    The grass has riz
    I wonder where my gas can
    For the lawn mower is.

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  9. Mél@nie says:

    Herrick’s poem has reminded me of his French contemporary “pal” Pierre de Ronsard:”Cueillez dès aujourd’hui les roses de la vie.” – ”Pick up the roses of life this very day.“ – in other words: memento mori, carpe diem & gaudeamus igitur! = remember you’ll die, live now(this very day) and therefore, let’s enjoy it! 🙂

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  10. mistermuse says:

    Enjoy it, indeed (while not forgetting the many to whom fate has given thorns without roses).

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