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New Year's Morning

New Year's Morning Only a night, from old to new! Only a night, and so much wrought!  The Old Year’s heart all weary grew, But said: “The New Year rest has brought.” The Old Year’s hopes its heart laid down, As in a grave; but trusting, said:  “The blossoms of the New Year’s crown Bloom from the ashes of the dead.” The Old Year’s heart was full of greed; With selfishness it longed and ached,  And cried: “I have not half I need. My thirst is bitter and unslaked. But to the New Year’s generous hand All gifts in plenty shall return;  True love it shall understand; By all my failures it shall learn. I have been reckless; it shall be Quiet and calm and pure of life.  I was a slave; it shall go free, And find sweet peace where I leave strife.” Only a night from old to new! Never a night such changes brought.  The Old Year had its work to do; No New Year miracles are wrought. Always