The Sun.
London, England, 1844-01-03 00:00:00

I'IHE PAST, the PRESENT, and the FUTURE.
( A NEW YEAR'S ADDRESS.)
The year has clos'd, with all its changeful scenes—
And, lo! another era intervenes ;
The year has clos'd upon a busy world,
And a fresh page of life has time unfull'il.
The chiming bells, with intermingling huts,
Proclaim aloud—" Another year is come I"
The year is clos'd, and we embrace the time
To greet the public with a votive rhyme.
For while with exultation we review
" The Past, the Present, and the Future," too,
We feel a debt of gratitude is ow'd •
For valued favours plenteously bestow'd.
Unbounded patronage has crown'd our trade,
And warmest thanks will be best duly paid.
Oft on his road the trav'ler glances back,
To mark his progress o'er the beaten track :
Thus we examine with observant eye.
The advances of another year gone by ;
And glad we find, on looking at the past,
Our glorious hopes have not been overcast.
When last we hail'd the dawn of" New Year's Day,"
We talk'd of patronage in bright display.
And have we now to tell of favours less ?
No !—still we triumph in increas'd success ;
Success in all our trading plans is found,
And like a halo does our name surround.
Success attends us through the distant land,
Nor here alone—but where the seas expand.
Success in east and West, and north and south,
Is loudly sounded with a trumpet's mouth.
Success abundant we have seen appear
Each day, each week, each month throughout the year ;
Favours in seasons " past" our efforts bless,
And the bright " present" yields success ! success
Think not we use exaggerated terms—
Fact, glorious fact, their utmost truth c•-infirms.
Language less strong cou'd ne'er suffiee to show
The vast success that crowns our farn'd depot.
Nay, strong as are our statements, we confess
They are not equal to our proud success;
And hence we have a duty to discharge—
A duty called for by the world at large ;
Nor would we far an instant be remiss
In executing such a task as this.
With warm acknowledgements at once we thank
All gen'rous patrons (whatsoe'er their rank).
Thanks, many thanks ! warm, hearty, and sincere,
For mighty favours in the by-gone year,
For patronage by which we are display'd
Upon the topmost pinnacle of trade !
Thanks for the spreading fame which thousands sing,
And all that the returning seasons bring !
Nor will we make return in thanks alone,
For patronage so liberally shown.
When last we heard the New Year's bells resound,
We promised much—nor have we left our ground;
Each season new exertions have reveal'd
To merit what a lib'ral public yield. •
Again we promise, as we promis'd then,
Nor shall our practice contradict our pen,
Though mighty eff"rts signalised the " past"
The " present" year shall far excel the last,
And " future" seasons to the world shall show
Our gratitude for what your hands bestow.
Hark what we promise ! We have much in store,
Aid offer to the public more and more.
Betwixt ourselves and patrons there shall be
A mutual zeal—an equal rivalry !
Reductions and improvements shall be seen,
Far more extensive than have ever been;
Nought shall be left—no stone shall be unturn'd,
Wherein the public good may be concerned.
Our celebrated Mart shall still display
The choicest fashions for the rich and gay ;
While such as move in less important scenes
Shall find good clothing suited to their means.
In ev'ry point our honse shall be display'd
'I he most astounditig mart throughout the trade. .
Can we do more than this, our thanks to show,
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Or give a greater compensation ? No.
Till this be done, we ne'er shall be at rest ;
But when we've done it, shall have done our beat—
And with renewed exertion, such as this,
A smiling public will not be remiss.
We feel assured, that if .we try to please
Our gi n'rous patrons with such acts as these,
That proud success will crown us more than ever,
And happily reward for each endeavour ;
And still with exultation we shall view
The " past," the " present," and the " future," too
And now we close with many a wish sincere,
That all may realise " a happy year."
" A happy year" may ev'ry reader see—
Where er his home—whate'er his lot may be !
" A happy year" alike the young and old !
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And when another changeful year has roll'd,
Once more with pleasure we'll resume our pen,
And make our annual settlement again.
E. MOSES and SON, Tailors, Who'esale and. Retail Wool-
len drapers and Outfitters, LA, Mirtories, and E 6, Aldgate,
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