One male, stubbornly moving away from the others pawed at the hard earth, seeking to find a sweeter spring, bu there was none.

My fingers lingered almost unconsciously on the familiar leaves and blossoms which had just come forth to greet the sweet southern spring.

Simple country people who had lived far from other human habitation all their lives, drinking at sweet clean springs and defecating carelessly in the open veld.

It is the sweetest spring within the memory of man.

The lyric 'Spring, sweet spring' has also received attention from critics and anthologists.

But what they rode into was noth- ing more alarming than a mild, sweet spring day.

Within ten feet of the boiling spring is a spring of pure cold water, sweet and wholesome.

Outside on a sweet spring day, people scurried around bearing plants or boxes of candy as Mother's Day gifts.

As in that sweet spring.

By June, all of spring's sweet burgeoning wasn't occurring outside our windows.