Littell's Living Age/Volume 132/Issue 1705/Changes

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CHANGES.

"Be the day short, or be the day long,
At length it ringeth to evensong."
Old Song.

Time brings changes,
Joys and cares,
Stealing on us
Unawares.

Yesterday is gone for aye,
And to-morrow is to-day;
So the hours flee fast away,
And the days roll on.

See the young spring's budding story
Fading in the summer's glory,
Autumn dies to winter hoary,
And the days roll on.

From the church tower,
Hark; the bell
Tolls the old year's
Passing knell.

Ah! how swift the months have fled,
Since around his infant head
Hope her dewy halo shed!
So the days roll on.

Spread of stainless snow his pall,
Let its whiteness cover all,
The dark proofs of many a fall,
As the days rolled on.

Crimson gashes
Hide from sight,
And deeper hued,
Shunning light.

Sorrows that our hearts have known,
Hopes that are forever flown,
Crosses we have borne alone,
As the days rolled on.

Welcome in the new-born year,
Though we see but dimly here,
There is One who seeth clear
As the days roll on.

Time brings changes,
Joys and cares,
Stealing on us
Unawares.

Bring this new year what it may,
Sweet or bitter, night or day,
It full soon shall flee away,
And the days roll on.

Love is living, faith is strong, —
Be the hours or swift or long,
Still they chant their morning song
As the days roll on.

Isabella M. Mortimer.