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The Poetical Works of George MacDonald (Parables)

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This is the sweetness of an April day;

The softness of the spring is on the face Of the old year. She has no natural grace,

But something comes to her from far away

Out of the Past, and on her old decay

The beauty of her childhood you can trace.-- And yet she moveth with a stormy pace,

And goeth quickly.--Stay, old year, oh, stay!

We do not like new friends, we love the old;

With young, fierce, hopeful hearts we ill agree; But thou art patient, stagnant, calm, and cold,

And not like that new year that is to be;-- Life, promise, love, her eyes may fill, fair child! We know the past, and will not be beguiled.

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