You know how it is with an April day
When the sun is out and the wind is still,
You're one month on in the middle of May.
But if you so much as dare to speak,
A cloud comes over a sunlit arch,
A wind comes off a frozen peak,
And you're two months back in the middle of March.
Robert Frost
Two Tramps in Mud Time
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