Who last night tenanted on earth Some arch, where twelve such slept abreast, Unless the plain asphalte seemed best. 5. How did it happen, my poor boy? And could not, so it broke your You, old one by his side, I judge, Were, red as blood, a socialist, heart? A leveller! Does the Empire grudge You've gained what no Republic missed? Be quiet, and unclench And this 6. your fist! why, he was red in vain, Or black,-poor fellow that is blue! What fancy was it, turned your brain? O, women were the prize for you! Money gets women, cards and dice Get money, and ill-luck gets just The copper couch and one clear nice Cool squirt of water o'er your bust, The right thing to extinguish lust! 7. It's wiser being good than bad; My own hope is, a sun will pierce Nor what God blessed once, prove accurst. EPILOGUE. FIRST SPEAKER. 1. ON the first of the Feast of Feasts, When the Levites joined the Priests 2. When the thousands, rear and van, Swarming with one accord, Became as a single man, (Look, gesture, thought, and word) In praising and thanking the Lord, – |