Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, NEW YEAR'S RESOLUTIONS, by EUGENE FIELD


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First Line: Twas but a month ago to-day
Last Line: For, ——— me, I'll not swear.
Subject(s): Holidays; New Year; Promises; Smoking; Tobacco; Pipes; Cigars; Cigarettes


'Twas but a month ago to-day,
'Twixt the old year and the new,
I laid my pipe and pouch away,
No more to smoke or chew;
To round my resolutions fair,
And from all vices sever,
I vowed I never more would swear,
Not even hardly ever.

I felt so lonesome-like, anon,
While pining for a smoke,
That, brooding all my grief upon,
An oath was almost spoke;
An oath! When I had just forsworn
All words that vicious be!
Nay, rather than be tempted more,
Return, O pipe, to me!

And pondering on the habit vile
That threatened moral ruin,
I drifted with a bitter smile
Back to my pouch and chewin';
So, of my resolutions, two
Have vanished in the air,
The third shall stick my lifetime through,
For, ——— me, I'll not swear.





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