I am fading from you,
But one draweth near,
Called the Angel-guardian
Of the coming year.
If my gifts and graces
Coldly you forget,
Let the New-Year's Angel
Bless and crown them yet...
May you hold this angel
Dearer than the last;
So, I bless his future,
While he crowns my past.
~Adelaide A. Procter (1825–1864)
But one draweth near,
Called the Angel-guardian
Of the coming year.
If my gifts and graces
Coldly you forget,
Let the New-Year's Angel
Bless and crown them yet...
May you hold this angel
Dearer than the last;
So, I bless his future,
While he crowns my past.
~Adelaide A. Procter (1825–1864)
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