The Old Year's Review

Trembling without, the old year stood, Pitying the sinful, blessing the good; In lairy dream land I awoke, And thus to me the old ycar spoke: # I die at twelve. o'clock to-night. The hour draws nigh, so hear aright. One year ago Time gave me Birth, And milliüns welcomed me to earth Loud rang the silvery-toned steeple Dell, The Birth of a new year to teil. Seatedon Time's majestic throne unseen,. Near twelve months I have reigned supreme, While inirth, friendship, love aud pleasure, With maliee, cnvy, hate. by Btealth, Have passed a-down the streain 'of time (ogether, In poverty s scant garb nnd flowiug robes of wealth, # I've 8eeu the motber bowed in grief, The father f rom ailliction seek relief; Wives shed the sorrowed tears of pain, Lovers in joy make up again ; Husbands and brothers lall by the way. Sisters and daughters go astray. I've seeu the murderer strike the blow That caused his victim's life to flow. The penalty I've seen him pay, On seaffola high, in open dav, Crime of all phases I have met, 'Mong high and low, with deep regret; Have scen the old, the young and fair, Dcawn deep within Temptatiou's lair. Soon will the harvest by the jear be gathercd in, Bound up in sheaves of purity or sin. On God's broad page of memory bas been traced The ev'ry thought and action of the living race ; The pure in heart the Kingdom shall inherit, The wieked get the rmnishment they merit, As God has spoken it, who daré disputo His righteous purpose, or his word refute? On silent steed Death's messenger has rode Withiu the palace of the rich, the poor's abode, And taken f rom their midst their dearest treasure, Though gainecl for neavcn, to earth are Io6t forever. So all must die ! my end approaches near. 80011 you will welcome another year. As here comes Time, siekle in hand, He gave me life, I yield it át cemmand; The elock is on the stroke of twelve, But ere I bid you last farewell, I'd ask; thiuk you that "old Sol" stole a kiss, From "Venus,'1 as she transited on hisdiseï