O year that is going, take with you Some evil that dwells in my heart; Let selfishness, doubt, With the old year go out— With joy I would see them depart. O year that is going, take with you Impatience and wilfulness—pride; The sharp word that slips From those too hasty lips, I would cast, with the old year aside. O year that is coming, bring with you Some virtue of which I have need; More patience to bear And more kindness to share, And more love that is true love indeed. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HAPPY WIND by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES THE BUGLER'S FIRST COMMUNION by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS THE FOOL AND THE POET by ALEXANDER POPE DOT LONG-HANDLED DIPPER by CHARLES FOLLEN ADAMS THE GLORY OF ISRAEL by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE UNTIL DEATH by ANNE CHARLOTTE LYNCH BOTTA HIS NAME WAS KEKO by THEODORE BRIDGMAN |