Antonio Vivaldi Quote
Springtime is upon us.
The birds celebrate her return with festive song,
and murmuring streams are
softly caressed by the breezes.
Thunderstorms, those heralds of Spring, roar,
casting their dark mantle over heaven,
Then they die away to silence,
and the birds take up their charming songs once more.
Sonnet, The Four Seasons, Spring. According to Wikipedia, "though it is not known who wrote these sonnets, there is a theory that Vivaldi wrote them himself"