At forty yere of aege, or elles never Is ony man endewed with wysdome For than forgth (5) his mygth fayleth ever As in July doth every blossome. _Augustus._ The goodes of the erthe is gadered evermore In August, so at forty-eight yere Man ought to gather some goodes in store To susteyne aege that then draweth nere. _September._ Let no man thynke, for to gather plenty Yf, at fifty-four yere he have none No more than yf his barne were empty In September when all the come is gone. _October._ By Octobre betokenyth sixty yere That aege hastely dooth man assayle, Yf he have outgh (6) than (7) it dooth appere To lyve quyetly after his travayle. _November._ When man is at sixty-six yere olde Which lykened is to bareyne Novembre He waxeth unweldy, (8) sekely (9) and cold Than (7) his soule helth is time to remember. _December._ The yere by Decembre takelh his ende, And so dooth man at three-score and twelve, Nature with aege wyll hym on message sende Tho tyme is come that he must go hymselve. _Glossary._ 1. Beginneth. 3. Loving. 3. Might 4. Sight. 5. Waste or barren, applied to mind. 6. Aught, anything. 7. Then. 8. Unwieldy. 9. Sickly. A few words at parting, or rather in closing our calendar. Whilst we have endeavoured to attract by the little emblematic display of art at the head of each month, we have not neglected to direct the attention of our readers to "the good in every thing" which is scattered through each season of the year, by constantly recurring to the beneficence of the OMNIPOTENT BEING--thus enabling them to look "Through Nature up to Nature's God." Her study will moderate our joys and griefs, and enable us to carry the principle of "good in every thing" into every relation of social life. Let us learn to cherish in our remembrance that (in the language of the sublime Sterne) "God tempers the wind to the shorn lamb;" and that the storms of the world, like those of nature, will at length clear off, and open to us a prospect unclouded and eternal. * * * * * THE SKETCH-BOOK. No. LII. * * * * * THE UNKNOWN REGION. [For the following _Gulliverian_ sketch we are indebted to a lively volume of whim, humour, and pleasant sentiment, entitled _Snatches from Oblivion_: the work likewise contains some springy versification.--Ed.]