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RING out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light: The year is dying in the nightRing out, wild bells, and let him die.

Ring out the old, ring in the new — Ring, happy bells, across the snow; The year is going, let him go; Ring out the false, ring in the true.

Ring out the grief that saps the mind, For those that here we see no more; Ring out the feud of rich and poor, Ring in redress for all mankind.

Ring out a slowly dying cause,

And ancient forms of party strife; Ring in the nobler modes of life, With sweeter manners, purer laws.

Ring out the want, the care, the sin, The faithless coldness of the times:

Ring out, ring out my mournful rhymes,

But ring the fuller minstrel in.

Ring out false pride in place and blood,

The civic slander and the spite: Ring in the love of truth and right,

Ring in the common love of good.

Ring out old shapes of foul disease, Ring out the narrowing lust of gold;

Ring out the thousand wars of

old,

Ring in the thousand years of peace.

Ring in the valiant man and free,

The larger heart, the kindlier hand; Ring out the darkness of the land,

Ring in the Christ that is to be. TENNYSON.

EASTER.

I GOT me flowers to strew Thy way; I got me boughs off many a tree; But thou wast up by break of day, And brought'st Thy sweets along with Thee.

The sun arising in the east. Though he give light, and the east perfume;

If they should offer to contest
With Thy arising, they presume.

Can there be any day but this, Though many suns to shine endeavor?

We count three hundred, - but we miss:

There is but one, and that one ever. HERBERT.

V.

HEROIC.

PATRIOTIC. HISTORIC. -POLITICAL.

"Pallas.-See yonder souls set far within the shade,

Who in Elysian bowers the blessed seats do keep,
That for their living good now semi-gods are made,
And went away from earth, as if but tamed with sleep.
These we must join to wake; for these are of the strain
That Justice dare defend, and will the Age sustain."

BEN JONSON: Golden Age Restored.

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