Spring was profuse in its flowers, its leaves, its birds, its songs; and my friend's window opened gaily upon his garden, from which a reviving breath of health seemed to come to him.
Le printemps avait semé à profusion ses fleurs, ses feuilles, ses oiseaux, ses chansons, et la fenêtre de mon ami s'ouvrait gaiement sur son jardin dont les saines exhalaisons montaient jusqu'à lui.