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Written on the FIRST of JANUARY,
1794.
Come melancholy Moralizer—come!
Gather with me the dark and wintry wreath;
With me engarland now
The Sepulchre of Time!
Gather with me the dark and wintry wreath;
With me engarland now
The Sepulchre of Time!
Come Moralizer to the funeral song!
I pour the dirge of the Departed Days;
For well the funeral song
Befits this solemn hour.
I pour the dirge of the Departed Days;
For well the funeral song
Befits this solemn hour.
But hark! even now the merry bells ring round
With clamorous joy to welcome in this day,
This consecrated day,
To mirth and Indolence.
With clamorous joy to welcome in this day,
This consecrated day,
To mirth and Indolence.
