There is no time like Spring,
When life’s alive in everything,
Before new nestlings sing,
Before cleft swallows speed their journey back
Along the trackless track –
God guides their wing,
He spreads their table that they nothing lack, –
Before the daisy grows a common flower
Before the sun has power
To scorch the world up in his noontide hour.

This is just one (and I think the best) verse from Christina Georgina Rossetti’s poem ‘Spring’. Christina was born in England in 1830 and died in 1894. Her brother was Dante Gabriel Rossetti and he drew this picture of her.