<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=390957" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>New-Year's Eve</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Good old days--dear old days<br>When my heart beat high and bold--<br>When the things of earth seemed full of life,<br>And the future a haze of gold!<br>Oh, merry was I that winter night,<br>And gleeful our little one's din,<br>And tender the grace of my darling's face<br>As we watched the new year in.<br>But a voice--a spectre's, that mocked at love--<br>Came out of the yonder hall;<br>'Tick-tock, tick-tock!' 't was the solemn clock<br>That ruefully croaked to all.<br>Yet what knew we of the griefs to be<br>In the year we longed to greet?<br>Love--love was the theme of the sweet, sweet dream<br>I fancied might never fleet!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But the spectre stood in that yonder gloom,<br>And these were the words it spake,<br>'Tick-tock, tick-tock'--and they seemed to mock<br>A heart about to break.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'T is new-year's eve, and again I watch<br>In the old familiar place,<br>And I'm thinking again of that old time when<br>I looked on a dear one's face.<br>Never a little one hugs my knee<br>And I hear no gleeful shout--<br>I am sitting alone by the old hearthstone,<br>Watching the old year out.<br>But I welcome the voice in yonder gloom<br>That solemnly calls to me:<br>'Tick-tock, tick-tock!'--for so the clock<br>Tells of a life to be;<br>'Tick-tock, tick-tock!'-'tis so the clock<br>Tells of eternity.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Eugene+Field">Eugene Field</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=390957" data-title="New-Year's Eve de Eugene Field" data-description="Good old days--dear old days When my heart beat high and bold-- When the things of earth seemed full of life, And the future a haze of gold! Oh, merry was I that winter night, And gleeful our little one's din, And tender the grace of my darling's ..."></div> </div> </div>

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