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©N CELEBRATING NEW YEAR'S DAY. ^7
'' Anitlier year is gane !" she said,
" But what improvement have ye made
" In mindj in morals, or in trade,
" In this your prime ?
"^ I fear ye're but a thoughtless blade
*^ Yet, a' this time."
She bade me ponder o'er the past.
On loss o' months in number vast.
An' count an' reckon, ere my last
Approach too near :
'^ The fatal hour is coming fast,
" Perhaps this year !"
My saul remained deep struck wi' awe.
While slow an' sour she stalked awa ;
Till soon a sprightly Wanton, braw,
(Mirth was her name,)
Cried, laughing, " Dinna mind it a',
" I'll bear the blame.
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