Late February days; and now, at last,
Might you have thought that Winter's woe was past;
So fair the sky was and so soft the air.
Thirty dayes hath Nouember,
Aprill, June, and September,
February hath xxviii alone,
And all the rest have xxxi.
Thirty days hath September,
April, June, and November,
February has twenty-eight alone,
All the rest have thirty-one;
Excepting leap year,--that's the time
When February's days are twenty-nine.
Thirty days hath September,
April, June, and November;
All the rest have thirty-one,
Excepting February alone,
Which hath but twenty-eight, in fine,
Till leap year gives it twenty-nine.
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The February born will find Sincerity and peace of mind; Freedom from passion and from care, If they the Pearl (also green Amethyst) will wear.
The February sunshine steeps your boughs And tints the buds and swells the leaves within.
Come when the rains Have glazed the snow and clothed the trees with ice, While the slant sun of February pours Into the bowers a flood of light. Approach! The incrusted surface shall upbear thy steps And the broad arching portals of the grove Welcome thy entering.
February makes a bridge and March breakes it. [February makes a bridge, and March breaks it.]
February, fill the dyke With what thou dost like.
Thirty days hath September, April, June, and November; All the rest have thirty-one Excepting February alone: Which hath but twenty-eight, in fine, Till lap year gives it twenty-nine.
Thirty days hath September, April, June, and November; February eight-and-twenty all alone, And all the rest have thirty-one: Unless that leap-year doth combine, And give to February twenty-nine.
Thirty days hath November, April, June, and September, February hath xxviii alone, And all the rest have xxxi.
The February born will find Sincerity and peace of mind; Freedom from passion and from care, If they the Pearl (also green Amethyst) will wear.
January grey is here, Like a sexton by her grave; February bears the bier, March with grief doth howl and rave, And April weeps--but, O ye hours! Follow with May's fairest flowers.
The most serious charge which can be brought against New England is not Puritanism but February.