A Christmas ring . Every thing is happy now,Every thing is upward striving; Tis as easy now for the heart to be trueAs for grass to be green or skies to be blue,—Tis the natural way of living: Who knows whither the clouds have fled? In the unscarred heaven they leave no wake;And the eyes forget the tears they have shed,The heart forgets its sorrow and ache. Vision of Sir Launfal. J. R. Lowell. mm ;. ;*,<•-,^-^;:l^.v^;.^;?^^.^.^!:?,; • • • tg^KHW«i»apqnmr«tfgfcCT^y»tiLgjMrMn)KrtctMf«-y Then and after these there came the Day and Night,Riding together both with equall pase ;Th one on a

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A Christmas ring . Every thing is happy now,Every thing is upward striving; Tis as easy now for the heart to be trueAs for grass to be green or skies to be blue,—Tis the natural way of living: Who knows whither the clouds have fled? In the unscarred heaven they leave no wake;And the eyes forget the tears they have shed,The heart forgets its sorrow and ache. Vision of Sir Launfal. J. R. Lowell. mm ;. ;*,<•-,^-^;:l^.v^;.^;?^^.^.^!:?,; • • • tg^KHW«i»apqnmr«tfgfcCT^y»tiLgjMrMn)KrtctMf«-y Then and after these there came the Day and Night,Riding together both with equall pase ;Th one on a palfrey black, the other white; Then came the Howres, faire daughters of high Jove and timely Night; The which were all endewed with wondrous beauty fit to kindle love. Shepherds Calendar.

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