THE PASSING OF THE OLD YEAR
Oh. Time, ymi stoal (ho swift, days from us. and once more, on hover, with backward glance over the year flint, rlirp. Tho last, day wnims in silnncp, and the guidon star <M' full, rich hours rises in the empty skips. Oh, night, of many mpinorios! How calm thou art, how still! .And yot, in thy grey silence thpro is misty pain, and tears. 1 watch the darkness creep, :i phantom, from the. liill, And all the time 1 hear tho crying of the, years. .My glad, glad days! They vanish as a mist away. Loved hours, loved joys, loved faces, pass into tho night, Ah, now tho year is dead sweet bolls ring in tho day. My heart is dark- with tears, but in the, cast is Light. -By WINIFRED LKWIS, Follis St., To Arohn.
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New Zealand Herald, Volume LXVIII, Issue 20762, 3 January 1931, Page 4 (Supplement)
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142THE PASSING OF THE OLD YEAR New Zealand Herald, Volume LXVIII, Issue 20762, 3 January 1931, Page 4 (Supplement)
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