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HAT did Old Year bring us, dear? Much of good, and some of bad, Hours merry, moments sad. Brought us love, and brought us laughter, With a touch of sorrow after, And an armful of hope, and a handful of fear, Good-bye, and bless you then, Old Year!"

"What did Old Year bring to me? Brought me months of bitter sorrow, Black the day, and dark the morrow, Brought a hope that soon was gone, Left a grave to weep upon, And a grief to endure through the time still to be. Old Year, I have no thanks for thee!"