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The Old Year

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It passed like the breath of the night-wind away,     It fled like a mist at the dawn of the day;     It lasted its moment, then backward was hurled,     Another increase to the age of the world.     It passed with its shadows, its smiles and its tears,     It passed as a stream to the ocean of years;     Years that were coming were here and are oer,     The ages departed to visit no more.     It passed, but the bark on its billowy track     Leaves an impression on waters aback:     The glow of the gloaming remains on the sky,     Unwilling to leave us unwilling to die.     It fled; but away and away in its wake     There lingers a something that time cannot break.     The past and the future are joined by a chain,     And memories live that must ever remain.

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