Chapter 8 No.8

All is change, woe or weal;

Joy is sorrow's brother;

Grief and sadness steal

Symbols of each other;

Ah! welaway!

Larks in heaven's cope

Sing: the culvers mourn

All the livelong day.

Be not all forlorn;

Let us weep in hope-

Ah! welaway!

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