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The Year's Colors

Kindling hopes and holy fire,
All that draws our spirits higher,
All to which our souls aspire,
Chastened by a will serene,
Fit for waiting, even long,
And a heart all pure and clean,
Angel-pure and angel-strong.
Down the years, blest colors, shine,
Of their glow and calm the sign;
Promise of a far-off light,
Warm with red and pure with white.

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