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Peace will again her reign resume,
Again thou'lt lead the festive throng;
Smiles will that lovely face illume,
Again thou'lt join the dance and song.
Then pull not thou the cypress bough,
For ah! what cause for grief hast thou?
Again thou'lt lead the festive throng;
Smiles will that lovely face illume,
Again thou'lt join the dance and song.
Then pull not thou the cypress bough,
For ah! what cause for grief hast thou?
Wealth, love, and friendship thee await,
And ev'ry dear delight of youth,
Compare thy lot with my sad fate,
And listen to the voice of truth:
"Be thankful for the blessings given,
And leave the rest to all-directing heaven."
And ev'ry dear delight of youth,
Compare thy lot with my sad fate,
And listen to the voice of truth:
"Be thankful for the blessings given,
And leave the rest to all-directing heaven."
