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The first of April is the day we remember what we are the other 364 days of the year.
Long stormy spring-time, wet contentious April, winter chilling the lap of very May; but at length the season of summer does come.
There is no glory in star or blossom till looked upon by a loving eye; There is no fragrance in April breezes till breathed with joy as they wander by.
William C. Bryant