The Year End Brings No Greater Pleasure

Veels Vithin Veels, A Prison In A Prison.

Let Me Feel Now What Sharp Distress I May.

The Dreams Of Childhood - It's Airy Fables, Its Graceful, Beautiful, Humane, Impossible Adornments Of The World Beyond; So Good To Be Believed In Once, So Good To Be Remembered When Outgrown.

The Blossom Is Blighted, The Leaf Is Withered, The God Of Day Goes Down Upon The Dreary Scene, And In Short You Are For Ever Floored.

I Hope That Real Love And Truth Are Stronger In The End Than Any Evil Or Misfortune In The World.