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Happy New Year wishes quotes in punjabi, hindi
Farewell, Old Year! the rustle of whose garment,
Fragrant with memory, I still can hear:
For all thy tender kindness and thy bounty
I drop my thankful tribute on thy bier.
What is in store for me, brave New Year, hidden
Beneath thy glistening robe of ice and snows?
Are there sweet songs of birds, and breath of lilacs,
And blushing blooms of June's scent-laden rose?...
~Julia B. Cady (d.1869), "New-Year Thoughts," in Sabbath at Home, January 1870
The rose of the old year withers away as the new bud begins to bloom. ~Terri Guillemets, "Withered," 2004
One resolution I have made, and try always to keep, is this: to rise above the little things. ~Author unknown
A spirit haunts the year's last hours
Dwelling amid these yellowing bowers...
The air is damp, and hush'd, and close,
As a sick man's room when he taketh repose
An hour before death;
My very heart faints and my whole soul grieves
At the moist rich smell of the rotting leaves,
And the breath
Of the fading edges of box beneath,
And the year's last rose...
~Alfred Tennyson (1809–1892), "Song," Poems, 1830
But can one still make resolutions when one is over forty? I live according to twenty-year-old habits. ~André Gide (1869–1951), journal, 1912, translated from French (second Pléiade edition) by Justin O'Brien
The old year dies and we face the new year as though it were an entity, new as a newborn babe. A new calendar with twelve leaves, one for each month. Something in us, some need for the specific, the orderly, the mathematical exactitude, calls for such demarcation. Yet any year, regardless of arbitrary time, is like a circle; you can start at any point upon it and, following the circle, you come back to that point. Our year, our circle, happens to be a cycle of the seasons, planting, growing, reaping, resting; and thus it is a part of the earth, the soil and the flowing waters as well as of the stars by which it is gauged.... And year's end is neither an end nor a beginning but a going on, with all the wisdom that experience can instill in us. ~Hal Borland (1900–1978), "The Tomorrows," 1952 December 30th
For to-night is the last day of the olden year:
And ages and cycles long bygone,
They are circling around and hovering near;
Happy New Year Whatsapp Wishes HindiThey have woven his robe and twined his crown,
And are waiting about to carry him down....
So the Old Year sits with his friends together,
And they scoff in their hearts at the surly weather.
~J.J. Britton (1832–1913), "The Old Year and the New," c.1855
He is dead, he is dead, and his requiem swells
As in turret and tower a thousand bells
Ring and swing with a clangorous din,
And the wild winds carry the New Year in.
~J.J. Britton (1832–1913), "The Old Year and the New," c.1855
Of all sound of all bells—(bells, the music most bordering upon heaven)—most solemn and touching is the peal which rings out the Old Year. I never hear it without a gathering-up of my mind to a concentration of all the images that have been diffused over the past twelvemonth; all I have done, or suffered; performed, or neglected; in that regretted time. I begin to know its worth, as when a person dies. It takes a personal colour.... It is no more than what in sober sadness every one of us seems to be conscious of in that awful leave-taking. ~Charles Lamb (1775–1834), "New Year's Eve," in The London Magazine, January 1821 [In the 1838 Works, this essay is titled "Newyear's Eve." —tεᖇᖇ¡·g]
Lord, as the New Year dawns today,
Help me to put my faults away.
Let me be big in little things;
Grant me the joy which friendship brings;
Keep me from selfishness and spite,
Let me be wise to what is right.
A Happy New Year! grant that I
May cause no tear to any eye.
When this new year in time shall end,
Let it be said: "I've played the friend,
Have lived and loved and labored here
And made of it a happy year."
~Edgar Guest (1881–1959), "Prayer for the New Year"
Since, then, we cannot stop the flight of Time, let him pass. But he must not calumniate as he passes. He must not be allowed to stigmatize vigor and health and freshness of feeling and the young heart and the agile foot as old merely because of a certain number of years. This is the season of good resolutions. The new year begins in a snow-storm of white vows. So be it. But let our whitest vow be, after that for a whiter life.
Happy New Year wishes in Punjabi language 2017 latestthat age shall no longer be measured by this arbitrary standard of years, and that those deceitful and practical octogenarians of thirty shall not escape as young merely because they have not yet shown the strength to carry threescore and ten with jocund elasticity.
Then Happy New-year shall not mean Good-night, but Good-morrow. ~George William Curtis (1824–1892), "Editor's Easy Chair," Harper's New Monthly Magazine, January 1887
Old Year! upon the Stage of Time
You stand to bow your last adieu;
A moment, and the prompter's chime
Will ring the curtain down on you.
Your mien is sad, your step is slow;
You falter as a Sage in pain;
Yet turn, Old Year, before you go,
And face your audience again.
~Robert W. Service, "The Passing of the Year," 1912
Soon we will have completed our annual list of good intentions. Across the country there are millions of cigarettes waiting to be stomped out, tons of fat waiting to be lost, miles to be run, lives to be organized, selves to be improved.
Once again, we will pass resolutions as if we were our own Congress, legislating changes in our lives. On a million scraps of paper, we will publish an updated catalog of promises to be filed on the shelf of the self....
But I have a feeling that our resolutions have more to do with controlling our lives than enriching them....
We spend Jan. 1 walking through our lives, room by room, drawing up a punch list of work to be done, cracks to be patched. We decide that it's time to get a painful grip on ourselves....
But life improvement is not just a matter of discipline, self-control. It's a matter of expansion, the deliberate pursuit of happiness....
We ought to walk through the rooms of our lives a second time, not looking for the flaws, but for potential.
~Ellen Goodman, The Boston Globe, December 1982
I brought good desires,
Though as yet but seeds;
Let the New-Year make them
Blossom into Deeds.
I brought joy to brighten
Many happy days;
Let the New-Year's Angel
Turn it into praise.
If I gave you sickness,
If I brought you care,
Let him make one Patience,
And the other Prayer.
Where I brought you sorrow,
Through his care, at length,
It may rise triumphant
Into future strength.
If I brought you plenty,
All wealth's bounteous charms.