You can come back now.

The music and revelry is over for tonight.

The old year has just another hour to stay with us.

I've seen seventy-six New Years come in over that gulf yonder, Mistress Blythe." "You'll see a hundred," said Marshall Elliott.
Captain Jim shook his head.
"No; and I don't want to--at least, I think I don't.

Death grows friendlier as we grow older.