The Poetical Works of Ebenezer Elliott Edited by his Son Edwin Elliott ... A New and Revised Edition: Two Volumes |
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LEAVES AND MEN.
Drop, drop into the grave, Old Leaf,
Drop, drop into the grave;
Thy acorn's grown, thy acorn's sown—
Drop, drop into the grave.
December's tempests rave, Old Leaf,
Above thy forest-grave, Old Leaf;
Drop, drop into the grave!
Drop, drop into the grave;
Thy acorn's grown, thy acorn's sown—
Drop, drop into the grave.
December's tempests rave, Old Leaf,
Above thy forest-grave, Old Leaf;
Drop, drop into the grave!
The birds, in spring, will sweetly sing
That death alone is sad;
The grass will grow, the primrose show
That death alone is sad.
Lament above thy grave, Old Leaf!
For what has life to do with grief?
'Tis death alone that's sad.
That death alone is sad;
The grass will grow, the primrose show
That death alone is sad.
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For what has life to do with grief?
'Tis death alone that's sad.
What then? We two have both lived through
The sunshine and the rain;
And bless'd be He, to me and thee,
Who sent his sun and rain!
We've had our sun and rain, Old Leaf,
And God will send again, Old Leaf,
The sunshine and the rain.
The sunshine and the rain;
And bless'd be He, to me and thee,
Who sent his sun and rain!
We've had our sun and rain, Old Leaf,
And God will send again, Old Leaf,
The sunshine and the rain.
Race after race of leaves and men,
Bloom, wither, and are gone;
As winds and waters rise and fall,
So life and death roll on;
And long as ocean heaves, Old Leaf,
And bud and fade the leaves, Old Leaf,
Will life and death roll on.
Bloom, wither, and are gone;
As winds and waters rise and fall,
So life and death roll on;
And long as ocean heaves, Old Leaf,
And bud and fade the leaves, Old Leaf,
Will life and death roll on.
How like am I to thee, Old Leaf!
We'll drop together down;
How like art thou to me, Old Leaf!
We'll drop together down.
I'm gray and thou art brown, Old Leaf!
We'll drop together down, Old Leaf,
We'll drop together down!
We'll drop together down;
How like art thou to me, Old Leaf!
We'll drop together down.
I'm gray and thou art brown, Old Leaf!
We'll drop together down, Old Leaf,
We'll drop together down!
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Drop, drop into the grave, Old Leaf,
Drop, drop into the grave;
Thy acorn's grown, thy acorn's sown—
Drop, drop into the grave.
December's tempests rave, Old Leaf,
Above thy forest grave, Old Leaf;
Drop, drop into the grave!
Drop, drop into the grave;
Thy acorn's grown, thy acorn's sown—
Drop, drop into the grave.
December's tempests rave, Old Leaf,
Above thy forest grave, Old Leaf;
Drop, drop into the grave!
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