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1878 And 1879.
1878 AND 1879 .
NEAV TEAK ' S DAY . ' OH , Posxuinis ! another year Has left you and me to-day , And mid its closing hours so drear
' 78 has passed aAvay ; The sisters three AA'ith solemn fate HaA'e broken another twine : So here ' s good-bye to seA'enty-eight , Ancl good-day to seventy-nine !
HOAV A'ery sad it often seems , As year folloAvs upon year , To find glad hopes and golden dreams Each in turn disappear . Alas i alas ! mid love and hate , As AA'e quarrel or combhie , We say farewell to our seventy-eig ht , We greet our seventy-nine !
Another year ! perhaps the last That you and I may see , — How all its many hours haA'e passed In stern rapidity ; We have seen , my friend , the small and great , And dear ones of yours and mine LeaA'e us in tears in seventy-eight , — Shall AA'e be missmg in seA'enty-nine ?
If idle seems this life of man , Ancl all beyond control , As vanished eA'ery joy and plan To Avhich AA'e gaA'e our inmost soul ; Tet idler is it to calculate Each lost hope and design Which marked our lot in seventy-eight , — We can't recall them in seventy-nine !
No , do AA'hat Ave will , a stern behest , Beyond our poAver to change , Attends the things Ave love the best , HoAvever dark or strange ; And one laAV rules o ' er our mortal state ( In ProA'idence benign ) Which made us mourn hi seventy-eight , Aud AA-ill do so again in seventy-nine .
Note: This text has been automatically extracted via Optical Character Recognition (OCR) software.
1878 And 1879.
1878 AND 1879 .
NEAV TEAK ' S DAY . ' OH , Posxuinis ! another year Has left you and me to-day , And mid its closing hours so drear
' 78 has passed aAvay ; The sisters three AA'ith solemn fate HaA'e broken another twine : So here ' s good-bye to seA'enty-eight , Ancl good-day to seventy-nine !
HOAV A'ery sad it often seems , As year folloAvs upon year , To find glad hopes and golden dreams Each in turn disappear . Alas i alas ! mid love and hate , As AA'e quarrel or combhie , We say farewell to our seventy-eig ht , We greet our seventy-nine !
Another year ! perhaps the last That you and I may see , — How all its many hours haA'e passed In stern rapidity ; We have seen , my friend , the small and great , And dear ones of yours and mine LeaA'e us in tears in seventy-eight , — Shall AA'e be missmg in seA'enty-nine ?
If idle seems this life of man , Ancl all beyond control , As vanished eA'ery joy and plan To Avhich AA'e gaA'e our inmost soul ; Tet idler is it to calculate Each lost hope and design Which marked our lot in seventy-eight , — We can't recall them in seventy-nine !
No , do AA'hat Ave will , a stern behest , Beyond our poAver to change , Attends the things Ave love the best , HoAvever dark or strange ; And one laAV rules o ' er our mortal state ( In ProA'idence benign ) Which made us mourn hi seventy-eight , Aud AA-ill do so again in seventy-nine .