January is here, with eyes that keenly glow, Edgar Fawcett More Quotes by Edgar Fawcett More Quotes From Edgar Fawcett We say of the oak, How grand of girth! Of the willow we say, How slender! And yet to the soft grass clothing the earth How slight is the praise we render. Edgar Fawcett earth praise grass At some glad moment was it nature's choice to dower a scrap of sunset with a voice? Edgar Fawcett sunset voice choices