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New Year, 1902
From gates of gold above Helvellyn's crest
The New Year comes with wonder in her eyes,
And all our hearts in expectation rise
To give her greeting. Derwentwater's breast
Lies calm, and calm the valley; to their rest
Ghosts of the night in spectral companies,
Ghosts of the year with all its woes and cries,
Pass off in peace and melt into the west.
The New Year comes with wonder in her eyes,
And all our hearts in expectation rise
To give her greeting. Derwentwater's breast
Lies calm, and calm the valley; to their rest
Ghosts of the night in spectral companies,
Ghosts of the year with all its woes and cries,
Pass off in peace and melt into the west.
Two peoples greet her, softened each by war,
And saddened by twin sorrows felt as one;
Two sister nations sworn in this New Year
To set fair freedom on a loftier throne,
To take the purer heart for guiding star,
And bring Earth's weary feet to Heaven more near.
And saddened by twin sorrows felt as one;
Two sister nations sworn in this New Year
To set fair freedom on a loftier throne,
To take the purer heart for guiding star,
And bring Earth's weary feet to Heaven more near.
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