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NEW YEAR'S EVE.
If you're waking, call me early, call me early, mother
dear, For I would see the sun rise upon the glad New-Year. It is the last New-Year that I shall ever see, Then you may lay me low i' the mould, and think no
more of me.
To-night I saw the sun set; he set and left behind
of mind; And the New-Year's coming up, mother, but I shall
never see The blossom on the blackthorn, the leaf upon the tree.
Last May we made a crown of flowers; we had a merry
day ; Beneath the hawthorn on the green they made me :: Queen of May; And we danced about the may-pole and in the hazel
copse, Till Charles's Wain came out above the tall white
There's not a flower on all the hills : the frost is on the
pane: I only wish to live till the snowdrops come again :
I wish the snow would melt, and the sun come out on
high : I long to see a flower so before the day I die.
The building rook ’ill caw from the windy tall elm-tree,
the wave, But I shall lie alone, mother, within the mouldering
Upon the chancel-casement, and upon that graves of
• mine, In the early, early morning, the summer sun 'll shine, Before the red-cock crows from the farm upon the hill, 'When you are warm-asleep, mother, and all the world
When the flowers come again, mother, beneath the
waning light; You'll never see me more in the long grey fields at
night; When from the dry, dark wold, the summer airs blow
cool, On the oat-grass and the sword-grass, and the bulrush
in the pool.
You'll bury me, my mother, just beneath the hawthorn
shade, · And you'll come sometimes and see me where I am
I shall not forget you, mother, I shall hear you when
you pass, With your feet above my head in the long and pleasant
I have been wild and wayward, but you'll forgive me
now; You'll kiss me, my own mother, and forgive me ere I!
go; Nay, nay, you must not weep, nor let your grief be wild, You should not fret for me, mother, you have another
If I can I'll come again, mother, from out my resting.!
place ; Tho’you'll not see me, mother, I shall look upon your
face; Tho' I cannot speak a word, I shall hearken what you
And be often, often with you when you think I'm far:
Good-night, good-night; when I have said good-night for
evermore, And you see me carried out from the threshold of the
door : Don't let Effie come to see me till my grave be growing
green :She'll be a better child to you than ever I have been.
She'll find my garden tools upon the granary floor ; Let her take 'em : they are hers : I shall never garden
more : But tell her, when I'm gone, to train the rose-bush that
I set About the parlour-window, and the box of mignionette.
Good night, sweet mother : call me before the day is
All night I lie awake, but I fall asleep at morn ;
I THOUGHT to pass away before, and yet alive I am ; And in the fields all round I hear the bleating of the
lamb. How sadly, I remember, rose the morning of the year ! To die before the snowdrop came, and now the violet's
O sweet is the new violet, that comes beneath the skies, And sweeter is the young lamb's voice to me that cannot
rise, And sweet is all the land about, and all the flowers
that blow, And sweeter far is death than life to me that long to go. It seem'd so hard at first, mother, to leave the blessed
sun, And now it seems as hard to stay, and yet His will be
done! But still I think it can't be long before I find release ; And that good man, the clergyman, has told me words
O blessings on his kindly voice and on his silver hair! And blessings on his whole life long, until he meet me
there! O blessings on his kindly heart and on his silver head ! A thousand times I blest him, as he knelt beside my bed.
He taught me all the mercy, for he show'd me all the sin : Now, tho' my lamp was lighted late, there's One will
let me in; Nor would I now be well, mother, again, if that could be, For my desire is but to pass to Him that died for me.
I did not hear the dog howl, mother, or the death
watch beat, There came a sweeter token when the night and morn
ing meet: But sit beside my bed, mother, and put your hand in
mine, And Effie on the other side, and I will tell the sign.