Saturday, January 1, 2011

2011

Ring out the grief that saps the mind,
For those that here we see no more;
Ring out the feud of rich and poor,
Ring in redress for all mankind.

Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky,
The flying cloud, the frosty night;
The year is dying in the night;
Ring out, wild bells, and let him die.

Ring out the old, ring in the new,
Ring happy bells, across the snow.
The year is going, let him go;
Ring out the false, ring in the true.


Alfred, Lord Tennyson (1850)






Happy New Year.

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