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To-morrow, and a year is born again! / (To-day the first bud wakened 'neath the snow.) / Will it bring joys the old year did not know, / Or will it burthen us with the old pain?
Shall we seek out the Spring -- to see it slain?
Summer, -- and learn all flowers have ceased to grow?
Autumn, -- and find it overswift to go? / (The memories of the old year yet remain.)
To-morrow, and another year is born! / (Love liveth yet, O Love, we deemed was dead! ) / Let us go forth and welcome in the morn, / Following bravely on where Hope hath led. / (O Time, how great a thing thou art to scorn! ) / O Love, we shall not be uncomforted!