June 29.

June 30.



Bright summer comes along the sky,

And paints the glowing year; Where'er we turn the raptured eye, Her splendid.tints appear.


Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?

Thou art more lovely and more temperate ; Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date.

Shakespeare. What is true beauty but fair virtue's faceVirtue made visible in outward grace?

July 2.
Oh! truly blest, and blest for ever,

Are they whom true affection binds;
In whom no doubts nor janglings sever

The union of their constant minds,
But life in blended current flows
Serene and sunny to the close!

Horace. Whate'er I have bidden thee, thou hast obeyed; Whatever forbidden, thou hast not gainsaid.

Longfellow. July 3.

Her air was so modest, her aspect so meek,

So simple yet sweet were her charms, I kiss'd the ripe roses that glow'd on her cheek, And lock'd the dear maid in my arms.

John Cunningham.

If solid happiness we prize,
Within our breast this jewel lies.


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