The Poets Calendar (Anonymous British Poems)
JANUARYJanus am I; oldest of potentates; Forward I look, and backward, and belowI count, as god of avenues and gates, ...
JANUARYJanus am I; oldest of potentates; Forward I look, and backward, and belowI count, as god of avenues and gates, ...
When Phoebus had melted the sickles of ice,With a hey down, &c.And likewise the mountains of snow,Bold Robin Hood he ...
In friendship unbrokenThe happy months passed,With never a tokenThat 'twas not to last.For as time should lengthenFrom months into yearsThe ...
We watch the summer leaves and flowers decay,And feel a sadness o'er the spirit thrown,As if the beauty fading fast ...
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