O year that is going, take with you Some evil that dwells in my heart; Let selfishness, doubt, With the old year go out— With joy I would see them depart. O year that is going, take with you Impatience and wilfulness—pride; The sharp word that slips From those too hasty lips, I would cast, with the old year aside. O year that is coming, bring with you Some virtue of which I have need; More patience to bear And more kindness to share, And more love that is true love indeed. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HOLES BORED IN A WORKBAG BY THE SCISSORS by MARIANNE MOORE THE SHELL TO THE PEARL by LOUIS UNTERMEYER UPON A DYING LADY by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS TO A WATERFOWL by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT THE LOVE SONG OF J. ALFRED PRUFROCK by THOMAS STEARNS ELIOT |