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 By MAY BROWN LOOMIS. 
 
■ ^ NEW YEAR'S EVE 
 
 : ^ Farewell Old Year ! thou hast been 
 
 ^ bitter sweet ! 
 
 ^ The lessons thou hast tried to teach 
 
 ^ ill learned, 
 
 It And still I see thee leave me 
 
 k. with regret ; 
 
 And I would have thee tarrj' 
 
 yet awhile, 
 That I might look once more 
 
 on broken toys. 
 Thou bearest with thee into the 
 
 dim past. 
 Of thee, New Year, whose feet are 
 
 at my door, 
 I ask not honor, power, nor 
 
 glittering gold ; 
 But only this, that thou mayest 
 
 teach me how 
 To gain new life and strength 
 through past mistakes. 
 
WORLD WITHOUT END 
 
 "My Friend came to my house: He went away:" 
 O foolish words, so fraught with bitter pain ! 
 
 He came, but ne'er will go, who is thy friend; 
 When soul met soul he came, and came for aye. 
 
 Can distance chain the spirit which at will 
 O'er-leaps convention, spirit to obey? 
 
 Nor time, nor space, nor calumny, can chill 
 The soul God gave to be thy friend alway.. 
 
ROSEMARY. 
 
 The withered columbine on Folly's grave, 
 
 The passion-flowers, the roses as they die. 
 Leave memories which sadden us to tears, 
 
 Life's faded flowers over which we sigh ; 
 But modest rosemary in sober garb. 
 
 Emblem of constancy the wide world through, 
 We learn thy pale and tender face to bless, 
 
 And with the sum of years turn unto you 
 In tiny blossoms dwelling hardily, 
 
 Mid common soil, along untrodden ways: 
 When wandering far from pleasure gardens gay 
 
 It is to Friendship's flower we give our praise. 
 
PEACE. 
 
 Thou art that benison all mortals crave 
 And few attain ; for solace so subline, 
 
 Comes only to the man found fit to brave 
 The spell of sense, the tyranny of time. 
 
H. B. BROWN CO., BUFFALO. 
 
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