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Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky. 

 The flying cloud, the frosty light': 

 The year is dying in the night ; 



Ring out, wild bells, and let him die. 



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 to all mankind. 



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. 



— Tennyson. 



JANUARY 



1919 



Vol. XLVII No. I 



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