<h2><SPAN name="page106"></SPAN><span class="pagenum"></span>NEW YEAR’S DAY</h2>
<p class="poetry">When with clanging and with ringing<br/>
Comes the year’s initial day,<br/>
I can feel the rhythmic swinging<br/>
Of the world upon its way;<br/>
And though Right still wears a fetter,<br/>
And though Justice still is blind,<br/>
Time’s beyond is always better<br/>
Than the paths he leaves behind.</p>
<p class="poetry">In our eons of existence,<br/>
As we circle through the night,<br/>
We annihilate the distance<br/>
’Twixt the darkness and the light.<br/>
From beginnings crude and lowly,<br/>
Round and round our souls have trod<br/>
Through the circles, winding slowly<br/>
Up to knowledge and to God.</p>
<p class="poetry">With each century departed<br/>
Some old evil found a tomb,<br/>
<SPAN name="page107"></SPAN><span class="pagenum"></span>Some old
truth was newly started<br/>
In propitious soil to bloom.<br/>
With each epoch some condition<br/>
That has handicapped the race<br/>
(Worn-out creed or superstition)<br/>
Unto knowledge yields its place.</p>
<p class="poetry">Though in folly and in blindness<br/>
And in sorrow still we grope,<br/>
Yet in man’s increasing kindness<br/>
Lies the world’s stupendous hope;<br/>
For our darkest hour of errors<br/>
Is as radiant as the dawn,<br/>
Set beside the awful terrors<br/>
Of the ages that have gone.</p>
<p class="poetry">And above the sad world’s sobbing,<br/>
And the strife of clan with clan,<br/>
I can hear the mighty throbbing<br/>
Of the heart of God in man;<br/>
And a voice chants through the chiming<br/>
Of the bells, and seems to say,<br/>
We are climbing, we are climbing,<br/>
As we circle on our way.</p>
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