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Show r t v A NEW YEAR'S RESOLVE Oh, tho first of tho year's too cold, 1 fear For tho causo of a truo reform. 'Twero bettor to wnlt for a later date When things nro a bit more warm. Tho troublo that lies In tho way of tho wlso Who'd leave bad habits behind. Their virtuous sniff Is frozen stiff By tho chill of tho winter's wind. Tho good Intent of tho righteous bent Is nipped by tho frosty nir, And tho nows turned leaf soon comes to grief And withers beyond repnir. Old Janus bold, with his blasts so cold, Bites deep on tho virtuous noso; Heform Is lost In the awful froa.t That comes with tho mouth of snows. 'Twero better by much to nwalt tho touch Of a genial May day sun For putting on Ice your favorite vice, With which you at last are dono. For tho tenderest flowers In Nature's bower That tlmo can never ovolvo Is a sturdy oak, and that's no Joke, Compared to a good resolve. And that Is why, with tho now year by, To iny v clous ways I cling, And contra bonos mores go Till tho warmer days of spring. John Kcndrlck nangs In Hnrpor's Weekly. |