WHEN midnight came to close the year, We sigh'd to think it thus should take The hours it gave us -- hours as dear As sympathy and love could make Their blessed moments! every sun Saw us, my love, more closely one! But, Cara, when the dawn was nigh Which came another year to shed, The smile we caught from eye to eye Told us, those moments were not fled, Oh, no! -- we felt, some future sun Should see us still more closely one! Thus may we ever, side by side, From happy years to happier glide; And still, my Cara, may the sigh We give to hours, that vanish o'er us, Be follow'd by the smiling eye That Hope shall shed on scenes before us! |