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    Shout now! The months with loud acclaim,
    Take up the cry and send it forth;
    May breathing sweet her Spring perfumes,
    November thundering from the North.
    With hands upraised, as with one voice,
    They join their notes in grand accord;
    Hail to December! say they all,
    It gave to Earth our Christ the Lord!

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Wild was the day; the wintry sea
Moaned sadly on New England's strand,
When first the thoughtful read more

Wild was the day; the wintry sea
Moaned sadly on New England's strand,
When first the thoughtful and the free,
Our fathers, trod the desert land.

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In cold December fragrant chaplets blow,
And heavy harvests nod beneath the snow.

In cold December fragrant chaplets blow,
And heavy harvests nod beneath the snow.

by Alexander Pope Found in: December Quotes,
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The sun that brief December day
Rose cheerless over hills of gray,
And, darkly circled, gave at read more

The sun that brief December day
Rose cheerless over hills of gray,
And, darkly circled, gave at noon
A sadder light than waning moon.

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If cold December gave you birth,
The month of snow and ice and mirth,
Place on you read more

If cold December gave you birth,
The month of snow and ice and mirth,
Place on you hand a Turquoise blue,
Success will bless whate'er you do.

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Only the sea intoning,
Only the wainscot-mouse,
Only the wild wind moaning
Over the read more

Only the sea intoning,
Only the wainscot-mouse,
Only the wild wind moaning
Over the lonely house.

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When we shall hear
The rain and wind beat dark December, how
In this our pinching cave read more

When we shall hear
The rain and wind beat dark December, how
In this our pinching cave shall we discourse
The freezing hours away?

by William Shakespeare Found in: December Quotes,
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In a drear-nighted December,
Too happy, happy brook,
Thy bubblings ne'er remember
Apollo's summer read more

In a drear-nighted December,
Too happy, happy brook,
Thy bubblings ne'er remember
Apollo's summer look;
But with a sweet forgetting,
They stay their crystal fretting,
Never, never petting
About the frozen time.

by John Keats Found in: December Quotes,
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December drops no weak, relenting tear,
By our fond Summer sympathies ensnared,
Nor from the perfect circle read more

December drops no weak, relenting tear,
By our fond Summer sympathies ensnared,
Nor from the perfect circle of the year
Can even Winter's crystal gems be spared.

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