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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=374031" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>For The New Year</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">FLUSHED with a crimson sunrise beauty, <br>The fair new year its promise gave; <br>Such dreams we had of love, of duty, <br>Of heights to scale, of foes to brave! <br>Oh, how hope's fire our future lighted-- <br>How much to do, how much to know, <br>Yet on its brink we shrank affrighted <br>A year ago. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>And now the year is done--its pleasure <br>So brief, so bright--its hours of pain; <br>Some moments' memories we treasure, <br>Some recollections loathe in vain. <br>Oh, for a brain where could not waken <br>Remembrances of purpose crossed, <br>Of trusts abandoned, aims forsaken, <br>And chances lost! </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>The changing seasons thrust upon us <br>Another year, fair-faced and new; <br>What evil have the old years done us <br>That this in its turn will not do? <br>This, too, will die, and leave us grieving <br>For all the ills its arms enfold-- <br>For faiths betrayed, for friends deceiving, <br>And love grown cold. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>We have been fooled. The hopes that fooled us-- <br>We know them now--have been a lie; <br>The star that led, the light that ruled us-- <br>We scorn them, and we pass them by. <br>Shut out hope's light; past is the season <br>When rose-red glow seemed good to see. <br>Look--by the cold white light of reason, <br>These things shall be: </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>A long, dim vista, blank and dreary-- <br>The same hard failure, small success; <br>The same tired heart, the brain still weary <br>Of its intense self-consciousness; <br>The old despair, the old repining, <br>And, through the future's deepest night, <br>Down life's untrodden ways still shining, <br>The old hope's light!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Edith+Nesbit">Edith Nesbit</a><div class=q>
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The fair new year its promise gave; 
Such dreams we had of love, of duty, 
Of heights to scale, of foes to brave! 
Oh, how hope's fire our future lighted-- 
How much to do, how much to know, 
Yet on its brin..."></div>
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