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JANUARY.

UNWARMED by any sunset light
The gray day darkened into night, -
A night made hoary with the swarm
And whirl-dance of the blinding storm,
As zigzag wavering to and fro
Crossed and recrossed the winged snow;
And ere the early bed-time came
The white drift piled the window-frame,
And through the glass the clothes-line posts
Looked in like tall and sheeted ghosts.

So all night long the storm roared on:
The morning broke without a sun;

All day the hoary meteor fell,
And when the second morning shone
We looked upon a world unknown;

No cloud above, no earth below,-
A universe of sky and snow !

7. G. Whittier.

Lament who will, in fruitless tears,
The speed with which our moments fly;
I sigh not over vanished years,
But watch the years that hasten by.

W. C. Bryant.
Go breathe it in the ear
Of all who doubt and fear,
And say to them, “Be of good cheer.”.

H. W. Longfellow.

January 2.
None looked upon her but he straightway thought
Of all the greenest depths of country cheer,
And into each one's heart was freshly brought
What was to him the sweetest time of year;
So was her every look and motion fraught
With out-of-door delights and forest lere;
Not the first violet on a woodland lea
Seemed more a visible gift of Spring than she.

F. R. Lowell.
January 3.
Merrily upon the land,
Gay and grand,
Here I stand,
And turn my eyes to see
What life may mean to me.

E. S. Phelps.
He serves all who dares be true.

R. W. Emerson.

January 2.

January 3.

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Loveliest of lovely things are they
On earth, that soonest pass away.
The rose that lives its little hour
Is prized beyond the sculptured flower;
Even love, long tried and cherished long,
Becomes more tender and more strong,
At thought of that insatiate grave
From which its yearnings cannot save.

W. C. Bryant.
January 5.
Though love repine and reason chafe,

There came a voice without reply -
“'Tis man's perdition to be safe
When for the truth he ought to die.”

R. W. Emerson.
Men's lives, like oceans, change
In shifting tides, and ebb from either shore
Till the strong planet draws them on once more.

E. C. Stedman.
January 6.
Many a youth, as he knelt in the church and opened

his missal,
Fixed his eyes upon her as the saint of his deepest

devotion; Happy was he who might touch her hand or the

hem of her garment ! H. W. Longfellow. Through love to light! Through light, O God, to

thee, Who art the Love of love, the eternal Light of light !

R. W. Gilder.

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