The Months: A Pageant Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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PERSONIFICATIONSA
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Boys GirlsA
January FebruaryB
March AprilC
July MayD
August JuneE
October SeptemberF
December NovemberF
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Robin Redbreasts Lambs and Sheep Nightingale andG
NestlingsA
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Various Flowers Fruits etcH
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Scene A Cottage with its GroundsA
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A room in a large comfortable cottage a fire burning onI
the hearth a table on which the breakfast things haveJ
been left standing January discovered seated by theH
fireF
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JanuaryB
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Cold the day and cold the drifted snowK
Dim the day until the cold dark nightL
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Stirs the fireF
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Crackle sparkle fagot embers glowK
Some one may be plodding through the snowK
Longing for a lightL
For the light that you and I can showK
If no one else should comeM
Here Robin Redbreast's welcome to a crumbM
And never troublesomeM
Robin why don't you come and fetch your crumbM
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Here's butter for my hunch of breadN
And sugar for your crumbM
Here's room upon the hearthrugH
If you'll only comeM
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In your scarlet waistcoatN
With your keen bright eyeO
Where are you loiteringH
Wings were made to flyO
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Make haste to breakfastN
Come and fetch your crumbM
For I'm as glad to see youP
As you are glad to comeM
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Two Robin Redbreasts are seen tapping with their beaks atN
the lattice which January opens The birds flutter inQ
hop about the floor and peck up the crumbs and sugarF
thrown to them They have scarcely finished their mealR
when a knock is heard at the door January hangs aH
guard in front of the fire and opens to February whoP
appears with a bunch of snowdrops in her handN
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JanuaryB
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Good morrow sisterF
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FebruaryB
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Brother joy to youP
I've brought some snowdrops only just a fewP
But quite enough to prove the world awakeH
Cheerful and hopeful in the frosty dewP
And for the pale sun's sakeH
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She hands a few of her snowdrops to January who retiresA
into the background While February stands arrangingH
the remaining snowdrops in a glass of water on theH
window sill a soft butting and bleating are heard outsideN
She opens the door and sees one foremost lamb withS
other sheep and lambs bleating and crowding towardsA
herF
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FebruaryB
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O you you little wonder come come inQ
You wonderful you woolly soft white lambT
You panting mother ewe come tooP
And lead that tottering twinQ
Safe inQ
Bring all your bleating kith and kinQ
Except the horny ramT
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February opens a second door in the background and theH
little flock files through into a warm and sheltered compartmentN
out of sightN
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The lambkin tottering in its walkH
With just a fleece to wearU
The snowdrop drooping on its stalkH
So slenderF
Snowdrop and lamb a pretty pairU
Braving the cold for our delightN
Both whiteN
Both tenderF
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A rattling of doors and windows branches seen withoutN
tossing violently to and froK
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How the doors rattle and the branches swayD
Here's brother March comes whirling on his wayD
With winds that eddy and singH
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She turns the handle of the door which bursts open andN
discloses March hastening up both hands full of violetsA
and anemonesA
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FebruaryB
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Come show me what you bringH
For I have said my say fulfilled my dayD
And must awayD
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MarchV
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Stopping short on the thresholdN
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I blow an arouseA
Through the world's wide houseA
To quicken the torpid earthW
Grappling I flingH
Each feeble thingH
But bring strong life to the birthW
I wrestle and frownX
And topple downX
I wrench I rend I uprootN
Yet the violetN
Is born where I setN
The sole of my flying footN
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Hands violets and anemones to February who retires intoP
the backgroundN
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And in my wakeH
Frail wind flowers quakeH
And the catkins promise fruitN
I drive ocean ashoreY
With rush and roarY
And he cannot say me nayD
My harpstrings allZ
Are the forests tallZ
Making music when I playD
And as others perforceA
So I on my courseA
Run and needs must runA2
With sap on the mountN
And buds past countN
And rivers and clouds and sunA2
With seasons and breathB2
And time and deathB2
And all that has yet begunA2
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Before March has done speaking a voice is heard approachingH
accompanied by a twittering of birds April comesA
along singing and stands outside and out of sight to finishC2
her songH
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AprilC
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OutsideN
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Pretty little threeB
Sparrows in a treeB
Light upon the wingH
Though you cannot singH
You can chirp of SpringH
Chirp of Spring to meB
Sparrows from your treeB
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Never mind the showersA
Chirp about the flowersA
While you build a nestN
Straws from east and westN
Feathers from your breastN
Make the snuggest bowersA
In a world of flowersA
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You must dart awayD
From the chosen sprayD
You intrusive thirdN
Extra little birdN
Join the unwedded herdN
These have done with playD
And must work to dayD
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AprilC
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Appearing at the open doorY
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Good morrow and good bye if others flyO
Of all the flying months you're the most flyingH
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MarchV
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You're hope and sweetness AprilC
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AprilC
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Birth means dyingH
As wings and wind mean flyingH
So you and I and all things fly or dieO
And sometimes I sit sighing to think of dyingH
But meanwhile I've a rainbow in my showersA
And a lapful of flowersA
And these dear nestlings aged three hoursA
And here's their mother sittingH
Their father's merely flittingH
To find their breakfast somewhere in my bowersA
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As she speaks April shows March her apron full of flowersA
and nest full of birds March wanders away into theH
grounds April without entering the cottage hangs overF
the hungry nestlings watching themD2
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AprilC
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What beaks you have you funny thingsA
What voices shrill and weakH
Who'd think that anything that singsA
Could sing through such a beakH
Yet you'll be nightingales one dayD
And charm the country sideN
When I'm away and far awayD
And May is queen and brideN
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May arrives unperceived by April and gives her a kissA
April starts and looks roundN
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AprilC
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Ah May good morrow May and so good byeO
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MayD
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That's just your way sweet April smile and sighO
Your sorrow's half in funA2
Begun and doneA2
And turned to joy while twenty seconds runA2
I've gathered flowers all as I came alongH
At every step a flowerF
Fed by your last bright showerF
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She divides an armful of all sorts of flowers with April whoP
strolls away through the gardenA2
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MayD
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And gathering flowers I listened to the songH
Of every bird in bowerF
The world and I are far too full of blissA
To think or plan or toil or careU
The sun is waxing strongH
The days are waxing longH
And all that isA
Is fairU
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Here are my buds of lily and of roseA
And here's my namesake blossom mayD
And from a watery spotN
See here forget me notN
With all that blowsA
To dayD
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Hark to my linnets from the hedges greenE2
Blackbird and lark and thrush and doveF2
And every nightingaleG2
And cuckoo tells its taleG2
And all they meanE2
Is loveF2
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June appears at the further end of the garden coming slowlyB
towards May who seeing her exclaimsA
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MayD
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Surely you're come too early sister JuneE
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JuneE
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Indeed I feel as if I came too soonE
To round your young May moonE
And set the world a gasping at my noonE
Yet come I must So here are strawberriesA
Sun flushed and sweet as many as you pleaseA
And here are full blown roses by the scoreY
More roses and yet moreY
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May eating strawberries withdraws among the flower bedsA
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JuneE
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The sun does all my long day's work for meB
Raises and ripens everythingH
I need but sit beneath a leafy treeB
And watch and singH
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Seats herself in the shadow of a laburnumB
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Or if I'm lulled by note of bird and beeB
Or lulled by noontide's silence deepH2
I need but nestle down beneath my treeB
And drop asleepH2
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June falls asleep and is not awakened by the voice of JulyO
who behind the scenes is heard half singing half callingH
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JulyO
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Behind the scenesA
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Blue flags yellow flags flags all freckledN
Which will you take yellow blue speckledN
Take which you will speckled blue yellowK
Each in its way has not a fellowK
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Enter July a basket of many colored irises slung upon hisA
shoulders a bunch of ripe grass in one hand and a plateN
piled full of peaches balanced upon the other He stealsA
up to June and tickles her with the grass She wakesA
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JuneE
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What here alreadyB
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JulyO
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Nay my tryst is keptN
The longest day slipped by you while you sleptN
I've brought you one curved pyramid of bloomB
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Hands her the plateN
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Not flowers but peaches gathered where the beesA
As downy bask and boomB
In sunshine and in gloom of treesA
But get you in a storm is at my heelsA
The whirlwind whistles and wheelsA
Lightning flashes and thunder pealsA
Flying and following hard upon my heelsA
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June takes shelter in a thickly woven arborF
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JulyO
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The roar of a storm sweeps upI2
From the east to the lurid westN
The darkening sky like a cupI2
Is filled with rain to the brinkH
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The sky is purple and fireF
Blackness and noise and unrestN
The earth parched with desireF
Opens her mouth to drinkH
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Send forth thy thunder and fireF
Turn over thy brimming cupI2
O sky appease the desireF
Of earth in her parched unrestN
Pour out drink to her thirstN
Her famishing life lift upI2
Make thyself fair as at firstN
With a rainbow for thy crestN
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Have done with thunder and fireF
O sky with the rainbow crestN
O earth have done with desireF
Drink and drink deep and restN
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Enter August carrying a sheaf made up of different kinds ofF2
grainJ2
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JulyO
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Hail brother August flushed and warmB
And scatheless from my stormB
Your hands are full of corn I seeA
As full as hands can beA
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And earth and air both smell as sweet as balmB
In their recovered calmB
And that they owe to meA
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July retires into a shrubberyA
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AugustN
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Wheat sways heavy oats are airyA
Barley bows a graceful headN
Short and small shoots up canaryA
Each of these is some one's breadN
Bread for man or bread for beastN
Or at very leastN
A bird's savory feastN
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Men are brethren of each otherF
One in flesh and one in foodN
And a sort of foster brotherF
Is the litter or the broodN
Of that folk in fur or featherF
Who with men togetherF
Breast the wind and weatherF
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August descries September toiling across the lawnK2
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AugustN
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My harvest home is ended and I spyO
September drawing nighO
With the first thought of Autumn in her eyeO
And the first sighO
Of Autumn wind among her locks that flyO
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September arrives carrying upon her head a basket heapedN
high with fruitN
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SeptemberF
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Unload me brother I have brought a fewP
Plums and these pears for youP
A dozen kinds of apples one or twoP
Melons some figs all bursting throughP
Their skins and pearled with dewP
These damsons violet blueP
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While September is speaking August lifts the basket to theH
ground selects various fruits and withdraws slowly alongH
the gravel walk eating a pear as he goesA
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SeptemberF
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My song is half a sighO
Because my green leaves dieO
Sweet are my fruits but all my leaves are dyingH
And well may Autumn sighO
And well may IO
Who watch the sere leaves flyingH
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My leaves that fade and fallZ
I note you one and allZ
I call you and the Autumn wind is callingH
Lamenting for your fallZ
And for the pallL2
You spread on earth in fallingH
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And here's a song of flowers to suit such hoursA
A song of the last lilies the last flowersA
Amid my withering bowersA
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In the sunny garden bedN
Lilies look so paleG2
Lilies droop the headN
In the shady grassy valeG2
If all alike they pineM2
In shade and in shineM2
If everywhere they grieveN2
Where will lilies liveO2
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October enters briskly some leafy twigs bearing differentN
sorts of nuts in one hand and a long ripe hop bine trailingH
after him from the other A dahlia is stuck in hisA
buttonholeP2
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OctoberF
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Nay cheer up sister Life is not quite overF
Even if the year has done with corn and cloverF
With flowers and leaves besides in fact it's trueP
Some leaves remain and some flowers tooP
For me and youP
Now see my cropsA
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Offering his produce to SeptemberF
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I've brought you nuts and hopsA
And when the leaf drops why the walnut dropsA
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October wreaths the hop bine about September's neck andN
gives her the nut twigs They enter the cottage togetherF
but without shutting the door She steps into the backgroundN
he advances to the hearth removes the guardN
stirs up the smouldering fire and arranges several chestnutsA
ready to roastN
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OctoberF
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Crack your first nut and light your first fireF
Roast your first chestnut crisp on the barQ2
Make the logs sparkle stir the blaze higherF
Logs are cheery as sun or as starQ2
Logs we can find wherever we areQ2
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Spring one soft day will open the leavesA
Spring one bright day will lure back the flowersA
Never fancy my whistling wind grievesA
Never fancy I've tears in my showersA
Dance nights and days and dance on my hoursA
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Sees November approachingH
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OctoberF
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Here comes my youngest sister looking dimB
And grimB
With dismal waysA
What cheer NovemberF
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NovemberF
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Entering and shutting the doorY
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Nought have I to bringH
Tramping a chill and shiveringH
Except these pine cones for a blazeA
Except a fog which followsA
And stuffs up all the hollowsA
Except a hoar frost here and thereU
Except some shooting starsA
Which dart their luminous carsA
Trackless and noiseless through the keen night airU
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October shrugging his shoulders withdraws into the backgroundN
while November throws her pine cones on theH
fire and sits down listlesslyA
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NovemberF
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The earth lies fast asleep grown tiredN
Of all that's high or deepH2
There's nought desired and nought requiredN
Save a sleepH2
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I rock the cradle of the earthW
I lull her with a sighO
And know that she will wake to mirthW
By and byO
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Through the window December is seen running and leapingH
in the direction of the door He knocksA
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NovemberF
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Calls out without risingH
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Ah here's my youngest brother come at lastN
Come in DecemberF
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He opens the door and enters loaded with evergreens inQ
berry etcH
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NovemberF
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Come and shut the doorY
For now it's snowing fastN
It snows and will snow more and moreY
Don't let it drift in on the floorY
But you you're all aglow how can you beA
Rosy and warm and smiling in the coldN
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DecemberF
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Nay no closed doors for meA
But open doors and open hearts and gleeA
To welcome young and oldN
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Dimmest and brightest month am IO
My short days end my lengthening days beginQ
What matters more or less sun in the skyO
When all is sun withinQ
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He begins making a wreath as he singsA
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Ivy and privet dark as nightN
I weave with hips and haws a cheerful showK
And holly for a beauty and delightN
And milky mistletoeK
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While high above them all I setN
Yew twigs and Christmas roses pure and paleG2
Then Spring her snowdrop and her violetN
May keep so sweet and frailG2
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May keep each merry singing birdN
Of all her happy birds that singing buildN
For I've a carol which some shepherds heardN
Once in a wintry fieldN
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While December concludes his song all the other MonthsA
troop in from the garden or advance out of the backgroundN
The Twelve join hands in a circle and beginQ
dancing round to a stately measure as the Curtain fallsA

Christina Rossetti



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