THE CHAUNT OF THE BRAZEN HEAD.

I think some die upon the field,

And some upon the billow,

And some are laid beneath a shield,

And some beneath a willow.

I think that very few have sigh'd
When Fate at last has found them,

Though bitter foes were by their side,
And barren moss around them:

I think that some have died of drought,
And some have died of drinking;

I think that naught is worth a thought,And I'm a fool for thinking!

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MY LITTLE COUSINS.

L

AUGH on, fair Cousins, for to you

All life is joyous yet;

Your hearts have all things to pursue,

And nothing to regret;

And every flower to you is fair ;

And every month is May:

You've not been introduced to Care,

Laugh on, laugh on to-day!

Old Time will fling his clouds ere long

Upon those sunny 'eyes;

The voice whose every word is song,

Will set itself to sighs;

Your quiet slumbers, hopes and fears

Will chase their rest away:

To-morrow you'll be shedding tears,

Laugh on, laugh on to-day!

At least he'll run with you a league ;

Laugh on, laugh on to-day!

Perhaps your eyes may grow more bright

As childhood's hues depart;

You may be lovelier to the sight,

And dearer to the heart;

You may be sinless still, and see
This earth still green and gay;

But what you are you will not be:
Laugh on, laugh on to-day!

O'er me have many winters crept

With less of grief than joy;

MY LITTLE COUSINS.

But I have learn'd, and toil'd, and wept ;

I am no more a boy!

I've never had the gout, 'tis true;

My hair is hardly grey;

But now I cannot laugh like you:
Laugh on, laugh on to-day!

I used to have as glad a face,

As shadowless a brow;

I once could run as blithe a race

As you are running now;

But never mind how I behave,

Don't interrupt your play;

And though I look so very grave,

Laugh on, laugh on to-day!

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LANDOR.