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The gods are just, and of our pleasant vices
Make instruments to plague us.
The gods are just, and of our pleasant vices
Make instruments to plague us.
Ah, happy years, once more who would not be a boy!
Ah, happy years, once more who would not be a boy!
No scene of mortal life but teems with mortal woe.
No scene of mortal life but teems with mortal woe.
If music be the food of love, play on.
If music be the food of love, play on.
A Daniel still say I, a second Daniel!
I thank thee, Jew, for teaching me that word.
A Daniel still say I, a second Daniel!
I thank thee, Jew, for teaching me that word.
Nothing lasts but the Church.
Nothing lasts but the Church.
Old age creeps on us ere we think it nigh.
Old age creeps on us ere we think it nigh.
He that contemplates hath a day without night.
He that contemplates hath a day without night.
