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We shall not now particularly consider, how the earth is moistened by the 
dews of our November, and thus the rains sink deep and remain in the earth; 
II. Frosty Month, December. 
Oh Winter! ruler of th’ inverted year, 
Thy scatter’d hair is with frost like ashes fill’d, 
Thy breath congeal’d upon thy lips, thy cheeks 
Fring’d with a beard made white with other snows 
Than those of age; thy forehead wrapt in clouds; 
A leafless branch thy sceptre; and thy throne 
A sliding car indebted to no wheels, 
But urg’d by storms along its slipp’ry way. 
III. Snowy Month, January. 
In winter awful thou! with clouds and fiorms 
Around thee thrown, tempest o’er tempest rolls 
Majestic darkness! On the whirlwind’s wing 
Riding sublime thou bidst the world adore. 
And humblest nature with thy northern blast. 
IV. Thawing Month, February. 
Reviving nature seems again to breathe. 
As loosen’d from the cold embrace of death. 
V. Windy Month, March. 
.For conflict dreadful! 
The West encounters East, and Notus meets 
In his career the Hyperborean blast. 
The lordly lions shuddering seek their dens. 
And fly like timorous deer; the king of birds. 
Who dar’d the solar ray, is weak of wing. 
And faints, and falls, and dies; while he supreme 
Stands stedfast in the centre of the storm. 
VI. Showery Month, April. 
How fine has the day been, how bright was the sun. 
How lovely and joyful the course that he run. 
Though he rose in a mist when his race he begun, 
And there follow’d some droppings of rain! 
VII. Buddijig Month, May. 
.Forth in the pleasing spring 
Thy beauty walks, thy tenderness and love. 
Wide flush the fields; the soft’ning air is balm: 
Echo the mountains round; the forest smiles; 
And every sense, and every heart, is joy. 
VIII. Flowering Month, June. 
All that is sweet to smell, all that charm 
Or eye or ear, bursts forth on every side, 
And crowds upon the senses. 
