A Serenade for New Year's Eve

'Tis midnight and nature is sunk to repose,
And the moon from her lattice a pale lustre throws,
The wild winds have caroll'd their requiem o'er
And the foam crested billows lie still by the shore;-
Then wake from your slumbers, our serenade hear,-
We wish you a happy,--a happy New-Year!

The old year departed, how swiftly it flew,
'Tis gone, and with rapture we welcome the new;--
We trust a bright morning will dawn on your eyes,--
And sun beams unclouded illumine the skies.
Then wake from your slumbers, our serenade hear,--
We wish you a happy, --a happy New-Year!

O! calm and serene as the blue arch of night,
When stars are diffusing their soft mellow light,--
May each fleeting moment in happiness glide,
Your path o'er life's ocean hope's beacon still guide.
Then wake from your slumbers, our serenade hear,--
We wish you a happy, --a happy New-Year!

Printed in the Ninth Annual Report Of The New York Institution for the Blind February, 1845 Page 17-18