What difference made by passing gong?
as midnight strikes an old year gone
a fresh one therefore now begun —
‘What will I do? What shall be done?’
Til time is ended we must tread
towards the goal that is ahead.
If those we know who now are dead
could speak, what wisdom would they shed?
Maybe, ‘Think well whom you’ll then meet
and make your peace for time is fleet,
but watch, your world breeds such deceit —
our foolish fritterings don’t repeat.’