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Violet Fuller Poems

Winter Sunset

Winter Sunset

Thibaut Monot @ SXC

The Old Year

WAIL, winter Winds, o'er moor and fell,
The year is dying. Hark! The bell
Rings out amid the falling snow,
"Good-bye, old friend, for thou must go;
Good-by, Old Year."

Good-bye, Old Year, thy life is done.
Since first thy light upon me shone,
The blissful hopes that fill'd my heart
Are wither'd all, and all depart
With thee, Old Year.

With bitter tears my eyes are wet;
My heart is sad with vain regret
For all the good that I had thought
To do, for ill that I have wrought
In thee, Old Year.

Where are the friends that side by side
With me have walk'd, the true and tried?
Gone! like the snow, that, fair and white,
Fell o'er the land thy birthday night-
All gone, Old Year!

Where are the flowers that brightly bloom'd
In thy young life, and earth perfumed?
Gone! with the winter's frosty breath,
And lying, like our friends, in death-
In death, Old Year!

But soft! thy heart beats faint and slow;
Thine eyes are dim, thy pulse is low;
One parting glance; thy life is o'er,
The New Year stands within the door.
Good-bye, Old Year!

Ringing Bells

Ringing Bells

Sue Anna Joe @ SXC

The New Year

RING, bells, from every lofty height!
An infant fair is born to-night;
Ring far and wide, ring full and clear,
To welcome in the glad New Year.

"The king is dead; long live the king!"
They said of old, and so we sing.
The Old Year's gone to his repose,
There let him rest beneath the snows.

Behind us, with the year that's gone,
Lie countless sins that we have done.
With joy we cast all care away
And pass into a newer day.

New day, new life, whose noble deed
Will all our sinful years succeed,
A life of action, great and strong,
To cancel all we've done of wrong.

Ring, joyous bells! our hearts beat high
With faith and hope. Beyond the sky
Perchance the angels stand and wait
To catch the sound at Heaven's gate!

And echoing each silver tone,
Sing songs of praise around the Throne.
Ring, happy bells, to us is given
Still longer to prepare for Heaven.

References

1. Fuller, Violet, "The Old Year," compiled by Sara Sigourney Rice, Holiday Selections for Readings and Recitations, Sara Sigourney Rice, 1920, and The Penn Publishing Company, Philadelphia, 1892, [NOOK version], retrieved from Barnes and Noble Nook for PC on December 6, 2012, pg. 54.

2. Fuller, Violet, "The New Year," compiled by Sara Sigourney Rice, Holiday Selections for Readings and Recitations, Sara Sigourney Rice, 1920, and The Penn Publishing Company, Philadelphia, 1892, [NOOK version], retrieved from Barnes and Noble Nook for PC on December 6, 2012, pg. 56.

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