Decemberby Rebecca Hey As human life begins and ends with woe, 1So doth the year with darkness and with storm. 2Mute is each sound, and vanish’d each fair form 3That wont to cheer us; yet a sacred glow— 4A moral beauty,—to which Autumn’s show, 5Or Spring’s sweet blandishments, or 6 Summer’s bloom, Are but vainContinue reading “December : Rebecca Hey : : December Poems : : Months Poems : :”
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