Moral Pieces, in Prose and Verse/To a Friend on the First Day of the New Year
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TO A FRIEND ON THE FIRST DAY OF THE NEW YEAR.
AS the strong oak, when its green boughs are riven,
Firm on its base still lifts its head to heaven,
As the pure stream which, rushing from its source,
Bounds o'er the rocks which seek to bar its course,
So meet the ills of life; until the sea
Of time, shall meet the tide, of vast eternity.