Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, KING ARTHUR: SONG, by JOHN DRYDEN

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First Line: Your hay it is mow'd, and your corn is reap'd
Last Line: Chorus: let not youth, ...
Subject(s): Happiness; Musical Instruments; Joy; Delight

HOW blest are shepherds, how happy their lasses,
While drums and trumpets are sounding alarms,
Over our lowly sheds all the storm passes;
And when we die, 'tis in each other's arms.
All the day on our herds, and flocks employing;
All the night on our flutes, and in enjoying.

Chorus: All the day, ...

Bright nymphs of Britain, with graces attended,
Let not your days without pleasure expire;
Honour's but empty, and when youth is ended,
All men will praise you, but none will desire.
Let not youth fly away without contenting;
Age will come time enough for your repenting.

Chorus: Let not youth, ...

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