|Grocott & Ward, comps. Grocotts Familiar Quotations, 6th ed. 189-?.|
|When great leaves fall then winter is at hand.|
Shakespeare.King Richard III., Act II. Scene 3. (Third Citizen.)
|No vernal blooms their torpid rocks array,|
But winter lingering chills the lap of May.
Goldsmith.The Traveller, Line 171.
|Then winters time-bleachd locks did hoary show,|
By hospitality with cloudless brow.
Burns.Brig of Ayr.
|See, Winter comes to rule the varied year,|
Sullen and sad, with all his rising train,
Vapours, and clouds, and storms.
Thomson.Winter, Line 1.
| Behold, fond man!|
See here thy pictured life; pass some few years,
Thy flowering spring, thy summers ardent strength,
Thy sober autumn, fading into age,
And pale concluding winter comes at last,
And shuts the scene.
|And bids old Winter lay her honours down.|
Dr. Young.The Last Day, Book II. Line 336.
| Will spring return,|
And birds and lambs again be gay,
And blossoms clothe the hawthorn spray?
Yes, prattlers, yes.
Scott.Introduction to Marmion.