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Lays from the West by M. A. Nicholl
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We join the strains of joy;
To everyone our hearts hold dear
Be peace without alloy!

May fadeless light their pathway bless;
And, for a lasting stay,
Oh! may they find that happiness
That cannot pass away.

For years may come, and years may go,
And earthly joys grow old;
But heavenly love no change can know--
No time can make it cold.

Oh! welcome! welcome! New-born Year!
And, as we hail your birth,
May pure and holy thoughts come near
And raise our hopes from earth!




OUR NATIVE LAND.


Our Native Land! Our Native Land!
Long may old Erin's vales be green;
May plenty smile on every hand,
Be want and woe unseen!
Oh! let us join with heart and hand
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