Isle of Wight Observer – January 05 1861
AN ACROSTIC
By Frederick Augustus Lewis
A while from worldly thoughts will stray
N ow let us think what’s pass’d away:
E ‘en a year forever rolled;
W here ’tis gone I will unfold:
Y onder through the wintry sky
E ‘en to God that year did fly’
A book of thought and actions done
R evealed that year when it was run!
S how mercy to your fellow men;-
H eaven will bless the new year then.
O h! seek for more than worldly gain;-
P ity the Poor, relieve their pain;
E ‘en God will give to you again.
1861.
IMPROMPTU ON NEW YEAR’S DAY 1861
We start afresh on life’s rough way,
On this, another New Year’s day;
May joy be ours; may peace attend
Each step, as on our path we wend.
We cannot tell how it may close;
We know not what its joys or woes;
But “hope” our watchword, on we pace;
The path as yet we cannot trace.
We would not darken up our road
By picturing o’er our head a cloud;
But rather seek to cheer our way
With happy hearts, and footsteps gay!
HOPE EVER.
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