‘The Year is dying in the night;
Ring out, wild bells, and let him die’
Dear Plaisterers, as 2021 draws to a close it is difficult to see where the good news will come from when once again, we face uncertain times. I think back on the past few months and know the good fellowship we shared at our Banquet, the Lord Mayor’s Show and Carols, will sustain us through what clearly will be a difficult start to 2022.
I wish you all a Happy Christmas, shared with those you can be with and for the year ahead, a plasterer’s mould of courage, faith, fortitude and good health. Stay Safe. Stay Well.
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 out the grief that saps the mind,
For those that here we see no more;
Ring out the feud of rich and poor,
Ring in redress to all mankind’
Ring out a slowly dying cause,
And ancient forms of party strife;
Ring in the nobler modes of life,
With sweeter manners, purer laws.
Ring out the want, the care, the sin,
The faithless coldness of the times;
Ring out, ring out my mournful rhymes,
But ring the fuller minstrel in.
Ring out false pride in place and blood,
The civic slander and the spite;
Ring in the love of truth and right,
Ring in the common love of good.
Ring out old shapes of foul disease;
Ring out the narrowing lust of gold;
Ring out the thousand wars of old,
Ring in the thousand years of peace.
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.
Lord Alfred Tennyson
Let Brotherly Love Continue