Ring out the old, ring in the new

Ring, happy bells, across the snow; The year is going, let him go; Ring out the false, ring in the true.

Ring out the grief that saps the mind,

For those that here we see no more; Ring out the feud of rich and poor, Ring in redress for all mankind.

Ring out a slowly dying cause,

And ancient forms of party strife; Ring in the nobler modes of life, With sweeter manners, purer laws.

Ring out the want, the care, the sin, The faithless coldness of the times:

Ring out, ring out my mournful rhymes,

But ring the fuller minstrel in.

Ring out false pride in place and blood,

The civic slander and the spite: Ring in the love of truth and right,

Ring in the common love of good.

Ring out old shapes of foul disease, Ring out the narrowing lust of gold;

Ring out the thousand wars of old,

Ring in the thousand years of peace.

Ring in the valiant man and free,

The larger heart, the kindlier hand; Ring out the darkness of the land,

Ring in the Christ that is to be. TENNYSON.

Who, when he is to treat With sick folks, women, those whom passions sway,

Allows for that, and keeps his constant way;

Whom others' faults do not defeat;

But, though men fail him, yet his part doth play.

Whom nothing can procure, When the wide world runs bias, from his will

To writhe his limbs, and share, not mend, the ill.

This is the marksman safe and sure;

Who still is right, and prays to be so still.

HERBERT.

EPISTLE TO A FRIEND, TO PERSUADE HIM TO THE WARS.

TAKE along with thee Thy true friend's wishes, Colby, which shall be,

That thine be just and honest, that thy deeds

Not wound thy conscience, when thy body bleeds;

That thou dost all things more for truth than glory,

And never but for doing wrong be sorry;

That, by commanding first thyself, thou mak'st

Thy person fit for any charge thou tak'st;

That Fortune never make thee to complain,

But what she gives, thou dar❜st give her again!

That, whatsoever face thy Fate puts

on,

Thou shrink or start not, but be always one:

That thou think nothing great, but what is good;

And from that thought strive to be understood.

These take, and now go seek thy peace in war:

Who falls for love of God shall rise a star.

BEN JONSON.

THE HAPPY WARRIOR.