A Mother's Year Book

by Unknown

MARCH SIXTEENTH

Thoughts of all fair and useful things,

The hopes of early years;

And childhood's purity and grace,

And joys that like a rainbow chase

The passing shower of tears.

Bryant

Reprinted from Bryant's Complete Poetical Works by special permission, of D. Appleton & Co.

MARCH SEVENTEENTH

Sweet is the holiness of youth.

Wordsworth

MARCH EIGHTEENTH

All its dainty body, honey sweet,

Clenched hands and curled up feet

That on the roses of the dawn have trod

As they came down from God.

Swinburne

MARCH NINETEENTH

Within my tender mother's arms I sported,

I played at horse upon my grandsire's knee;

Sorrow and care and anger, ill-reported,

As little known as gold or Greek to me.

Baggesen

MARCH TWENTIETH