There is no season such delight can bring, As summer, autumn, winter, and the spring. —William Browne "Variety," 17th century
The first call of Spring awakens the ferns. Before the last snow-banks have vanished from the shady hollows and while meadows are still bare and the woods deserted, the impatient young crosiers begin to stir the dead leaves.
Our Ferns in their Haunts, 1901
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