  ON THE FIFTH OF DECEMBER, Being the birth-day of a very beautiful young lady. BY MR. CHRISTOPHER SMART. I. Hail eldest of the monthly train, Sire of the winter drear, December, in whose iron reign Expires the chequer'd year: Hush all the blust'ring blasts that blow, And proudly plum'd in silver snow Smile gladly on this blest of days; The livery'd clouds shall on thee wait, And phoebus shine in all his state, With more than summer rays. II. Tho' jocund june may justly boast Long days and happy hours; Tho' august be pomona's host, And may be crown'd with flow'rs; Tell june his fire and crimson dyes By Harriot's blush, and Harriot's eyes Eclips'd and vanquish'd fade away; Tell august, thou canst let him see A richer, riper fruit than He, A sweeter flow'r than may. |
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