NEW YEAR ODE
... NEW YEAR QDt. ITI.L, infant Year! Time's 'youlmgest ehild ! Storm-cvadled llope-! we welcome thee; Born in the lap ofP Winter- vild, Tbe tempests howl thy illialy. In tby rale face we wisb'to see * No dark prcsage,3,o wiihcring frownz ; Even now, Anticipatioun free Adorns Olie with a garland crown . Away a few fleet months will winlg; And, decked in nature's rokelay green, Thou, blnsising ...