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A SECOND BALLAD OF ANTIQUITARIES, by                 Poet Analysis     Poet's Biography
First Line: Friends that we know not,' - late we said
Last Line: Hail to you all, old friends and new!
Alternate Author Name(s): Dobson, Austin


'FRIENDS that we know not,' -- late we said.
We know you now, true friends, who still,
Where'er Time's tireless scythe has led,
Have wrought with us through good and ill --
Have toiled the weary sheaves to fill.
Hail then, O known and tried! -- and you,
Who know us not to-day, but will --
Hail to you all, Old Friends and New!

With no scant store our barns are fed:
The full sacks bulge by door and sill,
With grain the threshing-floors are spread,
The piled grist feeds the humming mill;
And -- but for you -- all this were nil,
A harvest of lean ears and few,
But for your service, friends, and skill;
Hail to you all, Old Friends and New!

But hark! -- Is that the Reaper's tread?
Come, let us glean once more until
Here, where the snowdrop lifts its head,
The days bring round the daffodil;
Till winds the last June roses kill,
And Autumn fades; till, 'neath the yew,
Once more we cry, with Winter chill,
Hail to you all, Old Friends and New!

ENVOY.

Come! Unto all a horn we spill,
Brimmed with a foaming Yule-tide brew,
Hail to you all, by vale and hill! --
Hail to you all, Old Friends and New!





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