  I dare not hope that in this dawning year I shall accomplish all my dreams hold dear; That I, when this year closes, shall have wrought All the high tasks that my ambitions sought, And that I shall be then the spirit free, Strong, and unselfish, that I long to be. But truly do I hope, resolve, and pray That, as the new year passes, day by day My footsteps, howsoever short and slow, Shall still press forward in the path they go, And that my eyes, uplifted evermore, Shall look forth dauntless to the things before; And when this new year with the old has gone, I still may courage have to struggle on. |
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