Edgar Fawcett:
(May 26, 1847 – May 2, 1904).
American novelist and poet.
January is here with eyes that keenly glow, a frost-mailed warrior striding a shadowy steed of snow.
And last December drear, with piteous low-drooped head. In a voice of desolation crying out, the year is dead. And so, with changeful gear, with a smile or frown or song, the months, in strange variations, are ever gliding along.
February, a form pale-vestured, wildly fair. One of the north wind’s daughters with icicles in her hair.
