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“ No, I love not what is new ;
She is of an ancient house :
Of that cap upon her brows.
“Let her go! her thirst she slakes
Where the bloody conduit runs : Then her sweetest meal she makes
On the first-born of her sons.
“ Drink to lofty hopes that cool —
Visions of a perfect State : Drink we, last, the public fool,
Frantic love and frantic hate.
“ Chant me now some wicked stave,
Till thy drooping courage rise, And the glow-worm of the grave Glimmer in thy rheumy eyes.
“ Fear not thou to loose thy tongue ;
Set thy hoary fancies free ; What is loathsome to the young
Savours well to thee and me.
“ Change, reverting to the years,
When thy nerves could understand What there is in loving tears,
And the warmth of hand in hand.
“ Tell me tales of thy first love
April hopes, the fools of chance ; Till the graves begin to move,
And the dead begin to dance.
“ Fill the can, and fill the cup:
All the windy ways of men
And is lightly laid again.
“ Trooping from their mouldy dens
The chap-fallen circle spreads : Welcome, fellow-citizens,
Hollow hearts and empty heads !
“ You are bones, and what of that?
Every face, however full, Padded round with flesh and fat,
Is but modell’d on a skull.
“ Death is king, and Vivat Rex !
Tread a measure on the stones, Madam—if I know your sex,
From the fashion of your bones.
“No, I cannot praise the fire
In your eye—nor yet your lip: All the more do I admire
Joints of cunning workmanship. - Lo: God's likeness—the ground-plan
Neither modell d, glazed, or framed : Buss me, thou rough sketch of man,
Far too naked to be shamed !
- Drink to Fortune, drink to Chance,
While we keep a little breath! Drink to heavy Ignorance !
Hob-and-nob with brother Death!
- Thou art mazed, the night is long,
And the longer night is near : What! I am not all as wrong
As a bitter jest is dear.
“ Youthful hopes, by scores, to all,
When the locks are crisp and curl'd ; Unto me my maudlin gall
And my mockeries of the world.
“ Fill the cup, and fill the can!
Mingle madness, mingle scorn!
Yet we will not die forlorn.”
The voice grew faint : there came a further change;