Fear no more the heat o` th` sun Nor the furious winters` rages; Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta`en thy wages. Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust.
The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this and come to dust.
Fear no more the frown o` th` great; Thou art past the tyrant`s stroke. Care no more to clothe and eat; To thee the reed is as the oak. The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this and come to dust.
All lovers young, all lovers must Consign to thee and come to dust.
Fear no more the lightning flash, Nor th` all-dreaded thunder stone; Fear not slander, censure rash; Thou hast finished joy and moan. All lovers young, all lovers must Consign to thee and come to dust
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