Again, the kingdom of heaven is like unto a merchant man, seeking
goodly pearls;
Who, when he had read more

Again, the kingdom of heaven is like unto a merchant man, seeking
goodly pearls;
Who, when he had found one pearl of great price, went and sold
all that he had, and bought it.

Shout now! The months with loud acclaim,
Take up the cry and send it forth;
May breathing read more

Shout now! The months with loud acclaim,
Take up the cry and send it forth;
May breathing sweet her Spring perfumes,
November thundering from the North.
With hands upraised, as with one voice,
They join their notes in grand accord;
Hail to December! say they all,
It gave to Earth our Christ the Lord!

The more tranquil a man becomes, the greater is his success, his influence, his power for good. Calmness of mind read more

The more tranquil a man becomes, the greater is his success, his influence, his power for good. Calmness of mind is one of the beautiful jewels of wisdom.

Who first comes to this world below
With drear November's fog and snow
Should prize the Topaz' read more

Who first comes to this world below
With drear November's fog and snow
Should prize the Topaz' amber hue--
Emblem of friends and lovers true.

December drops no weak, relenting tear,
By our fond Summer sympathies ensnared,
Nor from the perfect circle read more

December drops no weak, relenting tear,
By our fond Summer sympathies ensnared,
Nor from the perfect circle of the year
Can even Winter's crystal gems be spared.

Don't forget I know who you are. We were cut from the same surly star. Like two jewels in the read more

Don't forget I know who you are. We were cut from the same surly star. Like two jewels in the sky sharing fire!

The sun that brief December day
Rose cheerless over hills of gray,
And, darkly circled, gave at read more

The sun that brief December day
Rose cheerless over hills of gray,
And, darkly circled, gave at noon
A sadder light than waning moon.

Wild was the day; the wintry sea
Moaned sadly on New England's strand,
When first the thoughtful read more

Wild was the day; the wintry sea
Moaned sadly on New England's strand,
When first the thoughtful and the free,
Our fathers, trod the desert land.

Who in this world of ours their eyes
In March first open shall be wise;
In days read more

Who in this world of ours their eyes
In March first open shall be wise;
In days of peril firm and brave,
And wear a Bloodstone to their grave.