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One speaks of the moods of spring, but the days that are her true children have only one mood; they are full of the rising and dropping of winds, and the whistling of birds. New flowers may come out, the green embroidery of the hedges increases, but the same heaven broods overhead, soft, thick, and blue, the same figures, seen and unseen, are wandering by the coppice and meadow.

— Howards End (1910) by E.M. Forster