Of all the months of the year there is not a month one-half so welcome to the young, or so full of happy associations, as the last month of the year… – “All the Year Round: December,” All the Year Round: A Weekly Journal Conducted b
Will love be true as December frost, or fickle and fall like the rose in June? – Clement Scott, “In Sight of Home,” c.1883
He had been walking for a long time, ever since dark in fact, and dark falls soon in December. – Charlotte Riddell (1832–1906), “The Old House in Vauxhall Walk,” 1882 [Her
If the October days were a cordial like the sub-acids of fruit, these are a tonic like the wine of iron. Drink deep or be careful how you taste this December vintage. The first sip may chill, but a full draught warms and invigorates. – John Burroughs, “Winter Sunshine,” 1875
