It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade. – Charles Dickens, Great Expectations

All in the wild March-morning I heard the angels call,–
It was when the moon was setting, and the dark was over all;
The trees began to whisper, and the wind began to roll,
And in the wild March-morning I heard them call my soul. – Lord Alfred Tennyson

Our life is March weather, savage and serene in one hour. — Ralph Waldo Emerson

Daffodils,
That come before the swallow dares, and take
The winds of March with beauty. – William Shakespeare, The Winter’s Tale