How can the flowers bloom at my side, Now winter fills my heart? Only I hear the mocking tide Hopes floating by us, Sorrows to try us, Drifting apart on the dark ocean's breast; Wherever they lead thee I pray God may speed thee, Till we shall meet in the ocean of rest. NEW YEAR'S CAROL. 17 NEW YEAR'S CAROL. RE the daylight tints the snow One will come and one will go, Passing in the night. At the threshold of the door, Youth and age will meet : He who can return no more Speed then the waning year, Welcome the new! By and by the bells will ring With their clanging chimes; Old and young will meet again : Side by side are joy and pain C NCE on a time I had a home; And gambol round the dear old house, The winged hours pass'd overhead From care and trouble free; I parted from the much-loved spot, They said I should forget old things, But O! 'tis not an easy task To banish memory, It is not like my old, old home, They say there is a happier home |