Than it is gone and numbered with the past—

A Glad New Year!

For some the sun shines bright, the sky is clear,

No threatening clouds o'erhead exist to cast

A single shadow. Yet, ah me, how drear

The sad estate in which some lives are passed!

The day when none are sad may not be near,

But then—and not till then—there'll be at last

A Glad New Year!