New Year, I Look Straight In Your Eyes - Our Ways And Our Interests Blend; You May Be A Foe In Disguise, But I Shall Believe You A Friend. We Get What We Give In Our Measure, We Cannot Give Pain And Get Pleasure; I Give You Good Will And Good Cheer, And You Must Return It, New Year. We Get What We Give In This Life, Though Often The Giver Indeed Waits Long Upon Doubting And Strife Ere Proving The Truth Of My Creed. But Somewhere, Some Way, And For Ever Reward Is The Meed Of Endeavour; And If I Am Really Worth While, New Year, You Will Give Me Your Smile. You Hide In Your Mystical Hand No "Luck" That I Cannot Control, If I Trust My Own Courage And Stand On The Infinite Strength Of My Soul. Man Holds In His Brain And His Spirit A Power That Is God-Like, Or Near It, And He Who Has Measured His Force Can Govern Events And Their Course. You Come With A Crown On Your Brow, New Year, Without Blemish Or Spot; Yet You, And Not I, Sir, Must Bow, For Time Is The Servant Of Thought Whatever You Bring Me Of Trouble Shall Turn Into Good, And Then Double, If My Spirit Looks Up Without Fear To The Source That You Came From, New Year.