. The book of months . DECEMBER Did you see the sun to-day about eleven ofthe morning come suddenly out through partedclouds and shine on the great fields of virginsnow? He came on purpose to see me. Did yousee the maddened whirl of the snowflakes in theafternoon, flying in eddies through the air?They were dancing together at my party. Iengaged them to dance. They did it well, didthey not? Did you hear the cathedral bellsringing this afternoon, sounding dim and deafthrough the snow? They were also my in the world to-day was my guest,and the stars were ranged on my ceiling and
. The book of months . DECEMBER Did you see the sun to-day about eleven ofthe morning come suddenly out through partedclouds and shine on the great fields of virginsnow? He came on purpose to see me. Did yousee the maddened whirl of the snowflakes in theafternoon, flying in eddies through the air?They were dancing together at my party. Iengaged them to dance. They did it well, didthey not? Did you hear the cathedral bellsringing this afternoon, sounding dim and deafthrough the snow? They were also my in the world to-day was my guest,and the stars were ranged on my ceiling and thePleiades lay in my hand, and then close to myheart lay the moon, and it was not cold as itlooks, but warm. Day after day and all day, night after nightand all night, I have dreamed of the moon, lov-ing it, desiring it. And last night I dreamedthat I cast a slender silver thread into the sky,which caught the moon, and I drew it closer287
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