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XCVIII
The Drum
"Come to me, and I will give you flesh"
Old Pibrochadh
COME!
Says the drum;
Though graves be hollow,
Yet follow, follow:
Come!
Says the drum.
Life!
Shrills the fife,
Is in strife—
Leave love and wife:
Come!
Says the drum.
Ripe!
Screams the pipe,
Is the field—
Swords and not sickles wield:
Come!
Says the drum.
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