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There was strange pomp and revelry


In the chieftain's splendid hail.
Sweet song, gay dance, and mlnsreisy'


AT the joyous festival.
Pride kindled in the mobiles eye ha
"What power shall dare endeayor,
To mar our bliss-guests, pledge we high---
Our pleasures live forever!
There was gloom, and want and suffering,


In the peasants lonely cot, o. ni
Hard fare, keen pain, and sorrows sung,


Were the inmates daily lot. @ ~
Faith cheered the peasants humble breast,-
..Poor, though be--whenever t@4
think Of yonder heavenly rest, hia


feel Pm blest iorever!"
saw the lake Of quenchless fires,


And souls on it's billows tost; .a
Despair--remorse, which meier expires,


The worm of the deathless lost.
Grief filled my bursting heart, cried;


s'Shall this distress end never 2"
The shrieks Of millions loud replied,
Z These pangs endure--forever !"
| saw the countless happy throng,


Inthe blissful regions high;
White robes, gold crowns, and lofty song,


With their harps in harmony.
Hope frightened al that dazzling sight.


s'Shall aught from Heaven sevsr2"
And millions sung-"Our peace, Joy, light,
And glory, last forever!" f.d