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Show NKWYKAK'SKLVLKIE. Selected. I leaned down over the cavern lime du tor the Old Year's tomb. And laid re y dead beside it (r.ir the sexton gave me room (or). 1 isi skeleton form of sorrow At last 1 buried away; It had stalked through my soul's castle. And haunted me many a day. And then as I peered down deeper, 1 raw there yet was space For a grudge that long bad shadowed Mv heart's most sunny place: But I cast the blighting burden In the grave where it belonged. As 1 said, "i here art fates more bitter 1 han to he the one who is wronged. And down on the lid of the coffin, 1 laid a vain regret: for a time and a pleasuie vanished For a day whose sun was set: And. just as the tomb was dosing, I flung In a selfish thought. To lie in the dark and moulder. And perish a it ought. Aad, while the belts were ringing. Their midnight chimes, I said: "Since good endureth forever. Let the dead Yaar bury its dead. " And then, like a radiant angel Outlined in the skies above. With the glad New Year in his bosom, 1 law the sp.ht of Love. And he spake: "It is only sorrow, And sin, and folly that dies; Whatever was good in the Old Year In the soul of the New Vear lies, As you stand on the grave of folly. Look up, for the stars are true! Let goof the things departed Ketch out for the things that are new. |