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    SONGS OF THE MONTHS.—No. 12, DECEMBER.

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    828 Songs of the Months .

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    * Corporation Reform . ' 4 i He would make one observation it was desirable emphatically to utter . He doubted , much doubted , whether it would be expedient to establish a new municipal constitution on the ten-pound franchise . Fie considered such to be impracticable . ' * ' " At least , then , " cry the agriculturists , " we shall be sure of the Malt-tax /'—Stay a moment , Sir Robert Peel is to be consulted there . Malt-tax . 1 With respect to the total repeal of the Malt-tax , he still adhered lo the opinion he had stated in the last session—the House could not con * sent to such an excessive reduction of taxation , as would be implied in the repeal of the Malt-tax . " '—Feb . 27 .

    Songs Of The Months.—No. 12, December.

    SONGS OF THE MONTHS . —No . 12 , DECEMBER .

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    The whispering foliage-song no more Along the air is sweeping ; But , hush !—' twill chorus as before—The spirit-leaves are sleeping ; December ' s breath awhile shall be The cradle of their melody .

    Tho' flow ' rs not now their varied hues In charmed union mingle ; Yet look—the eye more richly views The flovv ' r in beauty single . And old December ' s smile shall be The perfunrd tints' right blazonry .

    Tho' warblers from the grove are gone , Here ' s yet a joyous fellow ; For hark !—' tis Robin ' s song , no one Was ever half so mellow . And old December chirps to be So welcom'd by that minstrelsy .

    Tho' cold and storm-filI'd clouds career , And o ' er the casements darkle , They make—turn round , the hearth is here—The blaze more brightly sparkle . December claps his hands in glee ; Most jovial round the hearth is he .

    Then hail December ! let the soul , The moments dark appearing Make bright , —for it can change the whole To beauty rich and cheering . Old guest to thougjhts in harmony December ever welcome be *

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  • Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), Dec. 2, 1834, page 828, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2640/page/10/