EVERY man least, in every year, affects al duration. t ude of old observances, tom of solemnizing our proper birt to c not all about tter, nor understand any t beyond cake and orange. But terest too o be pretermitted by king or cobbler. No one ever regarded t of January is t from ime, and count upon . It is tivity of our common Adam.
Of all sounds of all bell -- (bells, t bordering upon solemn and touc t a gato a concentration of all t ted in t regretted time. I begin to knos takes a personal colour; nor a poetical fligemporary, when he exclaimed
I sas of ting Year.
It is no more t in sober sadness every one of us seems to aaking. I am sure I felt it, and all felt it niged rato manifest an exion at tender regrets for ts predecessor. But I am none of those who -
elcome ting guest.
I am naturally, beforeies: neal t . in me to face tive. I ceased to s of oto foregone visions and conclusions. I encounter pell-mell disappointments. I am armour-proof against old discouragements. I forgive, or overcome in fancy, old adversaries. I play over again for love, as ters p, games, for s and events of my life reversed. I er ts of some rived novel. Met is better t I s years, so passionate a love-adventure s. It ter t our family s legacy, I s t t t specious old rogue.
In a degree beneat is my infirmity to look back upon t, skipping over tervention of forty years, a man may o love tation of self-love?
If I knoive -- and mine is painfully so -- can for identity, to be ligorious * * * addicted to * * * * : averse from counsel, neitaking it, nor offering it: -- * * * besides; a stammering buffoon; on, and spare not: I subscribe to it all, and muc be o lay at for t quot;ot; t take leave to c young master -- tle reference, I protest, to tupid cy, as if it of my parents. I can cry over its patient small-pox at five, and rougs. I can lay its poor fevered Cs, and in surprise at tle posture of maternal tenderness , t unkno sopicated. -- I kno some dissembling guardian, presenting a false identity, to give to my unpractised steps, and regulate tone of my moral being!
t I am fond of indulging, beyond a rospection, may be tom of some sickly idiosyncrasy. Or is it oo anot being o project myself enoug of myself: and o daily urn back upon memory, and adopt my oions seem fantastical to tread out of ted only, I retire, impenetrable to ridicule, under tom cloud of Elia.
t up, likely to let slip titution; and t of t by tances of peculiar ceremony. -- In t c seemed to raise y in all around me, never failed to bring a train of pensive imagery into my fancy. Yet I t it meant, or t of it as a reckoning t concerned me. Not c till ty, never feels practically t al. indeed, and, if need not o June e to our imagination t nos but too poo count ties of my duration, and to grudge at ture of moments and sest periods, like misers fartion as ten, I set more count upon tual finger upon t ent to pass a;like a le.quot; tap, nor sen table draugality. I care not to be carried ide, t smooto eternity: and reluct at table course of destiny. I am in love ory; tudes, and t security of streets. I up my tabernacle ent to stand still at to to be , as to teration, on t or in lodging, puzzles and discomposes me. My a terrible fixed foot, and are not rooted up blood. t e of being staggers me.
Sun, and sky, and breeze, and solitary , and fireside conversations, and innocent vanities, and jests, and irony itself -- t h life?
Can a g laug sides, h him?
And you, my midnig I part ense delig knoo me, if it come at all, by some a of intuition, and no longer by this familiar process of reading?
Sing tions o t;s assurance of a lookquot; -- ?
In er tolerable disinclination to dying -- to give it its mildest name -- does more especially and beset me. In a genial August noon, beneatering sky, deat problematic. At times do sucality. trong again, as valiant again, as deal taller. t t nips and ss me in ts of deato tantial, upon t master feeling; cold, numbness, dreams, perplexity; moonligself, s sral appearances, -- t cold g of ter, like t innutritious one denounced in ticles : -- I am none of he Persian.
soever ts, or puts me out of my o my mind. All partial evils, like o t capital plague-sore. -- I o life. Sucence as a port of refuge; and speak of t arms, in upon tom! I detest, abe, and (o six-score tance to be excused or tolerated, but so be branded, proscribed, and spoken evil of! In no tion, or more frigive!
tidotes, prescribed against togeting, like t satisfaction ;lie do; ly coveted ty of suc quot;so s face appear? quot; -- me, must Alice --n be a goblin? More t at tinent and misbecoming familiarities, inscribed upon your ordinary tombstones. Every dead man must take upon o be lecturing me ruism, t quot;suc sly ; Not so sly, friend, per. In time I am alive. I move about. I am y of tters! t. I survive, a jolly candidate for 1821. Anot turn-coat bell, t just noed, es lustily rings in a successor, let us attune to its peal ty, cton. -
thE NE YEAR.
star
tells us, t far;
And see w,
ern .
ith appear,
Peeping into ture year,
ito say,
t is not good t way.
ts to see,
And `gainst ourselves to prophesy;
ic fear of things
A more tormenting mischief brings,
More full of soul-tormenting gall,
t mischiefs can befall.
But stay ! but stay! met,
Better informd by clearer light
Discerns sereneness in t brow,
t all contracted seemd but now.
aste,
And fro;
But t whis way looks is clear,
And smiles upon the New-born Year.
oo from a place so high,
to his eye;
And all ts open are
to t discoverer.
Yet more and more he smiles upon
tion.
or fear
the influences of a year,
So smiles upon us t morn,
And speaks us good so soon as born?
Plague ont! t was ill enough,
t but make better proof;
Or, at t, as we brushrough
t, woo;
And t in reason shoud
Be superexcellently good:
For t ills (we daily see)
uity,
t fortunes t do fall;
hal
Longer to support,
t:
And whree,
And yet repines at destiny, [p 32]
Appears ungrateful in the case,
And merits not the good he has.
t us
ity brimmers of t;
Mirtune meet,
And renders een Disaster s:
And turn her back,
Let us but line ourselves h sack,
e better s,
till t Year s.
ty of t fortify like a cordial; enlarging t, and productive of s blood, and generous spirits, in tion? noed ? --passed like a cloud -- absorbed in t of clear poetry -- clean ers!