...die ; "We did so laugh and cry with you, I've half a mind to die with you, Old year, if you must die. How hard he breathes ! over the snow, I heard just...shadows flicker to and fro ; The cricket chirps ; the lights burn low ; 'Tis nearly one o'clock. Shake hands, before you die ! Old year, we'll dearly rue...

...hlithe and hold, my friend, Comee np to take his own. How hard he hreathes ! over the suow I heard jnst now the crowing cock. The shadows flicker to and fro : The cricket chirpa: the light hnrus low: Tis nearly twelve o'clock. Shake hands, hefore yon die. Old year, we'll...

...starry and cold, my friend ; And the New Year blythe and bold, my friend, Comes up to tako his own. How hard he breathes ! over the snow I heard just...and fro ; The cricket chirps ; the light burns low : 'Tis nearly twelve o'clock. Shake hands before you die : Old Year, we'll dearly rue for you, What...

...starry and cold, my friend, And the New-year blithe and bold, my friend, Comes up to take his own. How hard he breathes ! over the snow I heard just...and fro : The cricket chirps : the light burns low : 'Tis nearly twelve o'clock. Shake hands, before you die. Old year, we'll dearly rue for-you : What...

...starry and cold, my friend, And the New-year blithe and bold, my friend, Comes up to take his own. How hard he breathes ! over the snow I heard just...and fro ; The cricket chirps; the light burns low: 'Tis nearly twelve o'clock. Shake hands, before you die. Old year, we'll dearly rue for you: What is...

...and cold, my friend, And the New-year blithe and bold, my friend, - - .- Comes up to take his own. How hard he breathes ! over the snow I heard just...and fro : The cricket chirps : the light burns low : 'Tis nearly twelve o'clock. Shake hands, before you die. Old year, we'll dearly rue for you : What...

...friend, And the New-year blithe and bold, my friend, Comes up to take his own. How hard he breathes 1 over the snow I heard just now the crowing cock. The...and fro; The cricket chirps; the light burns low: 'Tis nearly twelve o'clock. Shake hands, before you die. Old year, we'll dearly rue for you: What is...

...starry and cold, my friend, And the New-year blithe and bold, - my friend, Comes up to take his own. How hard he breathes ! over the snow I heard just...is it we can do for you ? Speak out before you die. His face is growing sharp and thin. Alack ! our friend is gone. Close up his eyes : tie up his chin...

...starry and cold, my friend, And the New Year, blithe aad bold, my friend, Comes up to take his own. How hard he breathes ! Over the snow I heard just...and fro; The cricket chirps ; the light burns low — Tis nearly twelve o'clock. Shake hands before you die, Old Year, we'll denrly rue for you ; What...

...chirps : the light burns low : 'Tis nearly twelve o'clock. Shake hands, before you die. Old year, we'll dearly rue for you : What is it we can do for you ? His face is growing sharp and thin. Alack ! our friend is gone. Close up his eyes : tie up his chin...