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Another Year.
ANOTHER YEAR .
ANOTHER year ! Another year ! Has faded from our ken , 'Mid joy and sorrow , smile and tear , The cares , the woes of men ; Another Zodiac of time Has sped its solemn way , And still , amid departing time , We greet a New Tear ' s Day .
How many years can we recall , And stately days of yore , The dreams which daze and which appal , The longings of " nevermore ;" AH , —all , are gone and vanished From life ' s tumultuous scene , Fond joys we ' ve sternly banished , Glad hours which " might have been . "
And some we miss and sadly mourn , Poor " wayfarers " evermore , Some who have safely reach'd the " bourn " Of the eternal shore ; And mem ' ry conjures up an hour , And silvery voices low , Which tell so pleasantly the power Of a far , far "long ago . "
Another year ! Another year ! Who can divine or say ? How many still will linger here Another New Tear ' s Day ? For Time ' s surprises touch us all , The great and humble , grave and gay ; The hours depart , the shadows fall In murky mists upon our way .
Life ' s gifts and gauds , its lurid strife Pass with each passing year , The joyous hours , the cares of life , Delight , distress , bring doubting fear . Amidst this crowd , time swiftly flies , Its purest blessings disappear , Ah , Mystery of Mysteries ! These words proclaim , " Another year . "
Note: This text has been automatically extracted via Optical Character Recognition (OCR) software.
Another Year.
ANOTHER YEAR .
ANOTHER year ! Another year ! Has faded from our ken , 'Mid joy and sorrow , smile and tear , The cares , the woes of men ; Another Zodiac of time Has sped its solemn way , And still , amid departing time , We greet a New Tear ' s Day .
How many years can we recall , And stately days of yore , The dreams which daze and which appal , The longings of " nevermore ;" AH , —all , are gone and vanished From life ' s tumultuous scene , Fond joys we ' ve sternly banished , Glad hours which " might have been . "
And some we miss and sadly mourn , Poor " wayfarers " evermore , Some who have safely reach'd the " bourn " Of the eternal shore ; And mem ' ry conjures up an hour , And silvery voices low , Which tell so pleasantly the power Of a far , far "long ago . "
Another year ! Another year ! Who can divine or say ? How many still will linger here Another New Tear ' s Day ? For Time ' s surprises touch us all , The great and humble , grave and gay ; The hours depart , the shadows fall In murky mists upon our way .
Life ' s gifts and gauds , its lurid strife Pass with each passing year , The joyous hours , the cares of life , Delight , distress , bring doubting fear . Amidst this crowd , time swiftly flies , Its purest blessings disappear , Ah , Mystery of Mysteries ! These words proclaim , " Another year . "