Wheeling Times And Advertiser

A HAPPY, HAPPY YEAR.
A glorious old song, on a glorious theme— the affections and endearments of home and kindred. We endorse the feelings and wishes of the author with our whole heart.
A happy year, oh! Father dear,
(Happy as we are now,)
To hymn its sunshine o'er thy tread,
Its bliss upon thy brow,
Your honored love upon your child,
Still fondly lavished there
For that is bliss, oh! Father dear,
And sunshine, too, to us,
And let the joyous pipe's tender strain
Or joy upon thine ear,
And wish thee o'er and o'er again,
A happy, happy year!
A happy year! oh, Mother dear!
Happy as you are kind
My foolish eyes in that one wish
With trembling tears grow blind:
For as the sweet content bliss my heart
With grateful memories thrill,
Mother! I weep for every joy,
Because I have you still!
But tears can never dim the love
I warmly cherish here.
While praying for you from above,
A happy, happy year!
A happy year! oh, brother dear!
Happy as you are bold—
Brave heart!—bright youth! we used to be
Glad play-fellows of old:
Now you are grown a father's boy,
Mother's and sister's pride:
And when kind heaven may bless you,
In the lap of your bride,
May her pure, warm, nurturing love,
Than outward to burn more dear,
With thine—like one—from day to day,
A happy, happy year!
A happy year! oh, sister dear!
Happy as you are fair;
Take, sweetest girl, affection's gift,
Though nought of ours are rare.
A watch!—to tell what hours are worth,
As old Time runs his tether,
All measured by the happy hours
That we have passed together!
And sister let us ne'er forget,
As o'er Life's sea we steer,
To wish each other's, near or far,
A happy, happy year!