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 isgoing, let him go; Ring out the false, ring in the true.

-Tennyson
  In Memoriam A.H.H., canto106, l.1^8.

   The notion of doing something impossibly new usually turns out to be an illusion.

-Tharp,Twyla
  In The Independent, 8 Dec.

A Stranger here Strange things doth meet, strange glories see; StrangeTreasures lodg'd in this fair world appear, Strange all, and New to me, But that they mine should be, who nothing was, That Strangest is of all, yet brought to pass.

-Traherne,Thomas
The Salutation (published1903).