Freston
61
Across the board a pair of laughing lips
Smile back in answer to his merry glance.
They laugh the old year out, the new year in,
With clink of glasses, music and the dance.
Smile back in answer to his merry glance.
They laugh the old year out, the new year in,
With clink of glasses, music and the dance.
Does any memory come of that small room,
To mar the music for him, as they sing?
Where sits, in silent woe, that one for whom
All hope is dead, and life a worthless thing.
To mar the music for him, as they sing?
Where sits, in silent woe, that one for whom
All hope is dead, and life a worthless thing.
For her no new love blossoms on life's tree,
Her future glooms out starless and forlorn;
He laughs with joy the New Year's face to see,—
For the deserted, no new year is born.
Her future glooms out starless and forlorn;
He laughs with joy the New Year's face to see,—
For the deserted, no new year is born.
