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The Year<br>—Ella Wheeler Wilcox<br><br>What can be said in New Year rhymes,<br>That’s not been said a thousand times?<br><br>The new years come, the old years go,<br>We know we dream, we dream we know.<br><br>We rise up laughing with the light,<br>We lie down weeping with the night.<br><br>We hug the world until it stings,<br>We curse it then and sigh for wings.<br><br>We live, we love, we woo, we wed,<br>We wreathe our brides, we sheet our dead.<br><br>We laugh, we weep, we hope, we fear,<br>And that’s the burden of the year.