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 VIRGINIA F. TOWNSEND 
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 AUTHOR 0[- "mostly MAKJOKIE DAY "' "a BOSTON CIKI.'s AMBITIONS' 
 " DARRYI.L CAP " " ONLY GIRLS " i;TC. 
 
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 "^"'W0V29 1893 
 
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 BOSTON 
 LEE AND SHEPARD PUBLISHERS 
 
 lO MII.K STREET 
 
 IS94 
 
75 ^''^ 
 
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 All Kiirhts /{eserreJ. 
 
 What Christmas savs to New Year 
 
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Wl^t Cliristn^as says to Tlew Year 
 
 VIRGINIA F. TOn'NSEND 
 
 While upon the north wind swells 
 Music of my Christmas bells, 
 
 II 
 
 Through the joyous peals I hear 
 Far thy coming feet, New Year, - 
 
 III 
 
 Hear across the lone, chill ways 
 Of the six wan, spectral clays 
 
IV 
 
 That 'twixt us must ever q-q 
 
 To their wuidinof sheets of snow. 
 
 Thou shalt come unto thy throne 
 As a kinof comes to his own. 
 
 VI 
 
 On thy shining brows set clown, 
 Beautiful )Oung Year, thy crown. 
 
 VII 
 
 Thy high task the world to bless 
 With thy Seasons' wide largess. 
 
 VIII 
 
 Thou shalt hear thy robins sing 
 When the south winds blow in Spring. 
 
IX 
 
 At thy call shall come the May 
 Loitering up her green-leafed way, 
 
 X 
 
 And against the daises' snow 
 Red thy June's wild roses blow. 
 
 XI 
 
 Where the lone hills patient wait 
 Shall thy Summer pass in state. 
 
 XII 
 
 Great moons in thine ordered time 
 Shall their azure stairways climb. 
 
 XIII 
 
 And thy seed-time's promise be, 
 Oh, young Year, fulfilled for thee, 
 
XIV 
 
 When thy harvest's rippHng gold 
 Brown arms of the fields enfold. 
 
 XV 
 
 When the ripened fruits and grain 
 Thy vast garners heap again, 
 
 XVI 
 
 At thy touch shall blaze unfurled 
 Fall's regalia round thy world. 
 
 XVII 
 
 But when Time's clock strikes thy day 
 Down the weaning Century's way, 
 
 XVIII 
 
 Larger aim and taskwork be 
 Than thy Seasons' set for thee. 
 
XIX 
 
 Heir of all dead years, do thou 
 Speak the Past's dark riddle now. 
 
 XX 
 
 As thou sweepest on thy ways, 
 'Mid thy shining train of days, 
 
 XXI 
 
 'Mid the solemn hush of nights 
 All inlaid with silver lights. 
 
 XXII 
 
 Hear that ancient tale of wrong 
 Which the Q-ods drowned in their sono-. 
 
 XXIII 
 
 Oh, New Year, be thy best grace 
 Some criad tidings to the race. 
 
XXIV 
 
 Some new Word, some grand Truth told, 
 Thunderous round thy skies be rolled. 
 
 XXV 
 
 May the New Dawn's glow illume 
 All thy vast horizon's gloom, 
 
 XXVI 
 
 And the World's heart, slow and tired, 
 Wake, with nobler ardors fired. 
 
 X XV I I 
 
 On the Age's dark and need. 
 On its hardness and its greed, 
 
 XXVIII 
 
 Sphered in radiance still, divine. 
 May thy New Ideals shine. 
 
XXIX 
 
 Round thee earth's dull air be stirred 
 With the Song my shepherds heard. 
 
 XXX 
 
 By my Manger's lowliness 
 
 Lift and eladden, heal and bless. 
 
 XXXI 
 
 And as dawns w^hen hills grow gray 
 Herald splendor of the day, 
 
 X XXII 
 
 So mankind forestall in thee 
 
 What God means His world shall be. 
 
 XXXIII 
 
 And when thy long task is done, 
 When the last day's goal is won, 
 
XXXIV 
 
 'Mid the years stand, fairest yet, 
 On thy Century's proud page writ, 
 
 XXXV. 
 
 Stand to ages evermore 
 
 Happy Neio Tear — Ninety -f our ! 
 
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