The songs and poems of Robert Tannahill With biography, illustrations, and music |
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FILL, FILL THE MERRY BOWL.
Fill, fill the merry bowl,
Drown corrosive care and sorrow,
Why, why clog the soul
By caring for to-morrow?
Fill your glasses, toast your lasses,
Blithe Anacreon bids you live;
Love with friendship far surpasses
All the pleasures life can give.
Ring, ring th' enlivening bell,
The merry dirge of care and sorrow,
Why leave them life to tell
Their heavy tales to-morrow?
Drown corrosive care and sorrow,
Why, why clog the soul
By caring for to-morrow?
Fill your glasses, toast your lasses,
Blithe Anacreon bids you live;
Love with friendship far surpasses
All the pleasures life can give.
Ring, ring th' enlivening bell,
The merry dirge of care and sorrow,
Why leave them life to tell
Their heavy tales to-morrow?
Come, join the social glee,
Give the reins to festive pleasure;
While fancy, light and free,
Dances to the measure.
Love and wit, with all the graces,
Revel round in fairy ring;
Smiling joy adorns our faces,
While with jocund hearts we sing.
Now, since our cares are drowned,
Spite of what the sages tell us,
Hoary Time, in all his round,
Ne'er saw such happy fellows.
Give the reins to festive pleasure;
While fancy, light and free,
Dances to the measure.
Love and wit, with all the graces,
Revel round in fairy ring;
Smiling joy adorns our faces,
While with jocund hearts we sing.
Now, since our cares are drowned,
Spite of what the sages tell us,
Hoary Time, in all his round,
Ne'er saw such happy fellows.
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