BIRDS AND NATURE. 



ILLUSTRATED BY COLOR PHOTOGRAPHY. 



Vol. IX JANUARY, 1901. No. 1 



THE OLD YEAR. 



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 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. 



— Alfred Tennyson. 



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