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Fragment of an eccentric drama written at a very early age	A
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Ding dong ding dong	B
Merry merry go the bells	C
Ding dong ding dong	B
Over the heath over the moor and over the dale	D
Swinging slow with sullen roar	E
Dance dance away the jocund roundelay	D
Ding dong ding dong calls us away	F
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Round the oak and round the elm	G
Merrily foot it o'er the ground	H
The sentry ghost it stands aloof	I
So merrily merrily foot it round	H
Ding dong ding dong	B
Merry merry go the bells	C
Swelling in the nightly gale	D
The sentry ghost	J
It keeps its post	J
And soon and soon our sports must fail	D
But let us trip the nightly ground	H
While the merry merry bells ring round	H
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Hark Hark the deathwatch ticks	K
See see the winding sheet	L
Our dance is done	M
Our race is run	M
And we must lie at the alder's feet	L
Ding dong ding dong	B
Merry merry go the bells	C
Swinging o'er the weltering wave	N
And we must seek	O
Our deathbeds bleak	O
Where the green sod grows upon the grave	N
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They vanish The Goddess of Consumption descends habited	L
in a sky blue robe attended by mournful music	P
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Come Melancholy sister mine	Q
Cold the dews and chill the night	L
Come from thy dreary shrine	Q
The wan moon climbs the heavenly height	L
And underneath her sickly ray	F
Troops of squalid spectres play	F
And the dying mortals' groan	R
Startles the night on her dusky throne	R
Come come sister mine	Q
Gliding on the pale moonshine	Q
We'll ride at ease	S
On the tainted breeze	S
And oh our sport will be divine	Q
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The Goddess of Melancholy advances out of a deep glen in the	T
rear habited in black and covered with a thick veil She	U
speaks	V
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Sister from my dark abode	L
Where nests the raven sits the toad	L
Hither I come at thy command	L
Sister sister join thy hand	L
I will smooth the way for thee	U
Thou shalt furnish food for me	U
Come let us speed our way	F
Where the troops of spectres play	F
To charnel houses churchyards drear	F
Where Death sits with a horrible leer	F
A lasting grin on a throne of bones	W
And skim along the blue tombstones	W
Come let us speed away	F
Lay our snares and spread our tether	F
I will smooth the way for thee	U
Thou shalt furnish food for me	U
And the grass shall wave	N
O'er many a grave	N
Where youth and beauty sleep together	F
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CONSUMPTION	M
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Come let us speed our way	F
Join our hands and spread our tether	F
I will furnish food for thee	U
Thou shalt smooth the way for me	U
And the grass shall wave	N
O'er many a grave	N
Where youth and beauty sleep together	F
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MELANCHOLY	U
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Hist sister hist who comes here	F
Oh I know her by that tear	F
By that blue eye's languid glare	F
By her skin and by her hair	F
She is mine	Q
And she is thine	Q
Now the deadliest draught prepare	F
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CONSUMPTION	M
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In the dismal night air dress'd	L
I will creep into her breast	L
Flush her cheek and bleach her skin	X
And feed on the vital fire within	X
Lover do not trust her eyes	Y
When they sparkle most she dies	Y
Mother do not trust her breath	Z
Comfort she will breathe in death	Z
Father do not strive to save her	F
She is mine and I must have her	F
The coffin must be her bridal bed	L
The winding sheet must wrap her head	L
The whispering winds must o'er her sigh	A2
For soon in the grave the maid must lie	A2
The worm it will riot	L
On heavenly diet	L
When death has deflower'd her eye	A2
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They vanish	B2
While Consumption speaks Angelina enters	C2
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ANGELINA	T
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With what a silent and dejected pace	D2
Dost thou wan Moon upon thy way advance	E2
In the blue welkin's vault Pale wanderer	F
Hast thou too felt the pangs of hopeless love	F2
That thus with such a melancholy grace	D2
Thou dost pursue thy solitary course	G2
Has thy Endymion smooth faced boy forsook	H2
Thy widow'd breast on which the spoiler oft	L
Has nestled fondly while the silver clouds	I2
Fantastic pillow'd thee and the dim night	L
Obsequious to thy will encurtain'd round	L
With its thick fringe thy couch Wan traveller	F
How like thy fate to mine Yet I have still	D
One heavenly hope remaining which thou lack'st	L
My woes will soon be buried in the grave	N
Of kind forgetfulness my journey here	F
Though it be darksome joyless and forlorn	J2
Is yet but short and soon my weary feet	L
Will greet the peaceful inn of lasting rest	L
But thou unhappy Queen art doom'd to trace	D2
Thy lonely walk in the drear realms of night	L
While many a lagging age shall sweep beneath	K2
The leaden pinions of unshaken time	L2
Though not a hope shall spread its glittering hue	M2
To cheat thy steps along the weary way	F
O that the sum of human happiness	N2
Should be so trifling and so frail withal	D
That when possess'd it is but lessened grief	O2
And even then there's scarce a sudden gust	L
That blows across the dismal waste of life	P2
But bears it from the view Oh who would shun	M
The hour that cuts from earth and fear to press	Q2
The calm and peaceful pillows of the grave	N
And yet endure the various ills of life	P2
And dark vicissitudes Soon I hope I feel	D
And am assured that I shall lay my dead	L
My weary aching head on its last rest	L
And on my lowly bed the grass green sod	L
Will flourish sweetly And then they will weep	R2
That one so young and what they're pleased to call	D
So beautiful should die so soon And tell	D
How painful Disappointment's canker'd fang	S2
Wither'd the rose upon my maiden cheek	O
Oh foolish ones why I shall sleep so sweetly	D
Laid in my darksome grave that they themselves	T2
Might envy me my rest And as for them	U2
Who on the score of former intimacy	D
May thus remembrance me they must themselves	T2
Successive fall	D
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Around the winter fire	F
When out a doors the biting frost congeals	T2
And shrill the skater's irons on the pool	D
Ring loud as by the moonlight he performs	T2
His graceful evolutions they not long	B
Shall sit and chat of older times and feats	T2
Of early youth but silent one by one	M
Shall drop into their shrouds Some in their age	A
Ripe for the sickle others young like me	D
And falling green beneath the untimely stroke	V2
Thus in short time in the churchyard forlorn	J2
Where I shall lie my friends will lay them down	W2
And dwell with me a happy family	D
And oh thou cruel yet beloved youth	X2
Who now hast left me hopeless here to mourn	J2
Do thou but shed one tear upon my corse	T2
And say that I was gentle and deserved	L
A better lover and I shall forgive	Y2
All all thy wrongs and then do thou forget	L
The hapless Margaret and be as bless'd	L
As wish can make thee Laugh and play and sing	Z2
With thy dear choice and never think of me	D
Yet hist I hear a step In this dark wood	L

Henry Kirk White

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