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    320 THE OLD YEAR'S BLESSING.

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    XLVIII.—THE OLD YEAR'S BLESSING.

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    I am But fading One draweth from you nea...

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    Qp Insanity, Like Other Diseases, Change...

    —winch the two youngest children of the party , dirty , rosy little creatures , —too young * to be useful , but not to be busy , had amused

    tnemselves with heaping over her . On recognising us , the family soon came up , —half wild with joy at the fine weather , the abundance

    of work , the scarcity of hands , and consequently the money they were earning * , —all which blessings they imputed to the _j _^ esence of

    their innocent .

    ( To he concluded in our next . ) *

    320 The Old Year's Blessing.

    320 THE OLD YEAR ' S BLESSING .

    Xlviii.—The Old Year's Blessing.

    XLVIII . —THE OLD YEAR'S BLESSING .

    I Am But Fading One Draweth From You Nea...

    I am But fading One draweth from you near ; , V

    Called the Angel-Guardian Of the Coming * Year . If my gifts and graces

    Coldly you forget , Let the lSJ " ew Year ' s Angel

    Bless and crown them yet . For work together

    we ; _"* """ _-- He and I are one : Let him end and perfect ,

    All I leave undone . I brought Good Desires ,

    Though as yet but seeds ; Let the _jSTew Year make them Blossom into Deeds .

    I brought Joy to brighten Many happy days ;

    Let the New Year ' s Angel Turn it into Praise . If I gave you Sickness

    , If I brought you Care , Let him make one Patience , And the other Prayer .

    Where I brought you Sorrow , Through his care at length

    It may rise triumphant Into future Strength . If I brought you Plenty ,

    All Wealth ' s bounteous charms , Shall not the New Angel

    Turn them into Alms ?

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  • English Woman’s Journal (1858-1864), Jan. 1, 1861, page 320, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/ewj/issues/ewj_01011861/page/32/