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Literary Gazette, 27th January, 1832, Pages 27-28
The months pass on, and the circle spreads;
And the time is drawing nigh,
When each street may have a darkened house,
Or a coffin passing by.
Our lot is cast upon evil days,
In the world's winter-time;
The earth is old, and worn with years
Of want, of wo, and of crime.
Then out on the folly of ancient times—
The folly which wished you mirth:
Look round on the anguish, look round on the vice,
Then dare to be glad upon earth!
L. E. L.
