Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky,
The flying cloud, the frosty light;
The year is dying in the night;
Ring out, wild bells, and let him die.

Ring out the old, ring in the new,
Ring, happy bells, across the snow:
The year is going, let him go;
Ring out the false, ring in the true.

Ring in the valiant man and free,
The larger heart, the kindlier hand;
Ring out the darkness of the land,
Ring in the Christ that is to be.
(Alfred, Lord Tennyson)

And there’s a hand, my trusty friend!  And give us a hand o’ thine!  And we’ll take a right good-will draught, for auld lang syne.  Happy New Year, everyone!