Song for the New Year

Song for the New Year

By Eliza Cook

 

Old Time has turned another page

      Of eternity and truth;

He reads with a warning voice to age,

      And whispers a lesson to youth.

A year has fled o’er heart and head

      Since last the yule log burnt;

And we have a task to closely ask,

      What the bosom and brain have learnt?

Oh! let us hope that our sands have run

      With wisdom’s precious grains;

Oh! may we find that our hands have done

      Some work of glorious pains.

Then a welcome and cheer to the merry new year,

      While the holly gleams above us;

With a pardon for the foes who hate,

      And a prayer for those who love us.

 

We may have seen some loved ones pass

      To the land of hallow’d rest;

We may miss the glow of an honest brow

      And the warmth of a friendly breast:

But if we nursed them while on earth,

      With hearts all true and kind,

Will their spirits blame the sinless mirth

      Of those true hearts left behind?

No, no! it were not well or wise

      To mourn with endless pain;

There’s a better world beyond the skies,

      Where the good shall meet again.

Then a welcome and cheer to the merry new year, 

      While the holly gleams above us;

With a pardon for the foes who hate,

      And a prayer for those who love us.

 

Have our days rolled on serenely free

      From sorrow’s dim alloy?

Do we still possess the gifts that bless

      And fill our souls with joy?

Are the creatures dear still clinging near?

      Do we hear loved voices come?

Do we gaze on eyes whose glances shed

      A halo round our home?

Oh, if we do, let thanks be pour’d

      To Him who hath spared and given,

And forget not o’er the festive board

      The mercies held from heaven.

Then a welcome and cheer to the merry new year,

      While the holly gleams above us;

With a pardon for the foes who hate,

      And a prayer for those who love us.

 

 

About the Poet

 

Eliza Cook was born on December 24, 1818, in London, England. Self-educated as a child, she began writing poems at the age of fifteen and published her first poetry collection, Lays of a Wild Harp: A Collection of Metrical Pieces (John Bennett, 1835), two years later.

 

Cook also published poems in magazines such as Metropolitan Magazine, New Monthly Magazine, and Weekly Dispatch, which published her most popular poem, “The Old Arm-Chair.” In 1838, Cook published her second collection, Melaia and Other Poems, which was well-received in both England and America. It was reissued in 1844.

 

Known as a poet of the working class, Cook wrote poems that advocated for political freedom for women and addressed questions of class and social justice. Despite her popularity, she was criticized for the ways in which she bucked gender conventions in both her writing and her life; Cook wore male clothing and had a relationship with American actress Charlotte Cushman, to whom she addressed a number of her poems.

 

In 1849, Cook started a penny-biweekly called Eliza Cook’s Journal, which contained poems, reviews, and social essays written mostly by her for a female audience. She continued the publication until 1854. Plagued by bad health in the last years of her life, Cook published little; she died on September 23, 1889, in Wimbledon, England.