A New-Year's Greeting To My Daughter.

By James Nack

So it is gone! -- another year! A drop of time lost in the sea Of dark and deep eternity, In which we all must disappear! Well, since so transient our career, The blessings that attend the way More precious grow with every clay: So is it with my EVELINE, And ever was since she was mine; Since first she nestled on my breast, And on its beatings rocked to rest; And when her little arms at length To twine around me gathered strength, And her young eyes replied to mine With love's intelligence divine; When first her lips began to frame