On New Year's Eve
Farther and farther from the three Pa Roads,
I have come three thousand miles, anxious and watchful,
Through pale snow-patches in the jagged night-mountains —
A stranger with a lonely lantern shaken in the wind.
... Separation from my kin
Binds me closer to my servants —
Yet how I dread, so far adrift,
New Year's Day, tomorrow morning!
I have come three thousand miles, anxious and watchful,
Through pale snow-patches in the jagged night-mountains —
A stranger with a lonely lantern shaken in the wind.
... Separation from my kin
Binds me closer to my servants —
Yet how I dread, so far adrift,
New Year's Day, tomorrow morning!
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