
At Christmas I no more desire a rose
Than wish a snow in May's new-fangled mirth;
But like of each thing that in season grows.
Than wish a snow in May's new-fangled mirth;
But like of each thing that in season grows.
but he spoke strictly for himself. I certainly do desire a rose at Christmas, or, as I might say, at Hannukah, in fact I desire multiple roses. Seeing the roses in my yard bloom is a variety of religious experience for me, and the approach of winter's cold and dark semi-hibernation seems like an appropriate time for religious experience. (Of course, any time is an appropriate time!)
