Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905 · [New York : Scribner & Co.] · leaf 110
of the moon, Conies a soft gleam from the first-fallen snow. The year draws to its close; soon t will be gone. Gone where? Down the long roadway of the pastWhence nothing can return,which stretches backTo darkness, and is lostfrom view at last. Why mourn for pleasurespassing with theyear?Look to… … The round earth changes not her whirling course,The darkness still is followed by the day. And though the year will be no more, in name,Nature and her God are still the same. THE CLOSING YEAR. BY THAYER ADAMS SMITH (AGE II). The goldenrod is blooming, The leaves are beginning to fall; Jack Frost…
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