NEW YEAR'S EVE.
THE IMPERISHABLE RESIDUUM. In the formless cloud-; upon the horizon's verge, So much of us hath vanished with the year; And yet we should not sing our funeral dirge While nerve and brain and hope and heart are here. The lives of men bef9re us let us scan, And of those lives make up the total sumNot what they do, but that which they become: Their moral force—'tis that which makes a man. Their lives emerging from the wreckful hours, Of other men do form the heart and brain ; Once in the world, there are no moral powers But leiive behind their reproductive grain. The good men leave behind us as vast may be, Though formless, as the waters of the sea. —Peregrinus,
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Taranaki Daily News, Volume LV, Issue 190, 31 December 1912, Page 6
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126NEW YEAR'S EVE. Taranaki Daily News, Volume LV, Issue 190, 31 December 1912, Page 6
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