DRAW near, draw near, Oh blithe and glad New Year, Haste, haste our weary souls to cheer, Draw swiftly near, Bidding farewell to pain and fear, And sullen Winter's frown, and ready tear, Bright hopes and far horizons clear. Draw near, draw near, Let ageworn Wisdom hide her wrinkled front severe. Wake, wake again Beneath the genial rain, Pathetic vernal fancies vain! Come Spring again! Weave thy old flowery chain Round Youth's strong pulse and throbbing brain, While Love and Hope remain, And Life is mixt of Joy and pain. Blossom again! Trip by swift, nimble Hours, with Summer in your train! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest... |