Letter

 1 XXXI    |     except the little jet of the spring which ceaselessly piles
 2 XLI     |       the edge of a ditch in the spring.~Everything else goes well
 3 XLVI    |           We have just had three spring days. I wager that you have
 4 XLVIII  |          them any longer and let spring do the work, spring which
 5 XLVIII  |          let spring do the work, spring which perhaps will breathe
 6 LI      |    twittering already as in full spring time.~The anemone Sylvia
 7 LXXIII  |         to finish my book in the spring of 1869, I must not give
 8 CIII    |      want them to play it in the spring, and the end of the winter
 9 CIV     |          to the end of May, This spring I shall go to see you at
10 CLXIV   |      want to change.~There is my SPRING examination of my conscience,
11 CLXXIII |           and to hunt a bubbling spring fifty or a hundred yards
12 CLXXXVII|        stunned, that I watch the spring, that I am busy, that I
13 CXCVII  |        my mother’s side my roots spring directly from the people,
14 CCLVIII | seventies, I begin my seventieth spring tomorrow, cured after a
15 CCLXXXIX|          except for a few colds. Spring is so peevish this year!
16 CCCVI   |    fellows.~We have a confounded spring; the earth is covered with
17 CCCXVII |         I want to publish in the spring. After that I hope to resume