"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."
(Alfred, Lord Tennyson)
Thank you so very much for reading Eclectic Equations. May you all have a lovely New Year.
Best wishes, seriously meant,
Ursula
