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Let Us Be Merry—Just To-Night.

Dissolve frigus, ligna super foco
Large reponens —.

Nunc vino pellite curas!
Cras ingens iterabimus æquor.


Stir up the fire, push round the wine—
Let us be merry—just to-night:
The stars in silvery sadness shine,
And tell of sealed eyes once as bright—
But we'll be merry—just to-night!




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Come, take your glass, draw in your chair—
Let us be merry—just to night:
Our brows all bear the brand of care,
Our souls are black with sorrow's blight—
But we'll be merry—just to-night!

Tick, tick—old Time is hurrying on—
Let us be merry—just to night!
Loved friends, like summer-clouds, are gone,
Dreams, like scared birds, have taken flight—
But we'll be merry—just to-night.

Flash forth the wit, troll out the glee—
Let us be merry—just to-night!
The morn may bring new misery,
Woe riseth with the rising light—
But we'll be merry—just to-night!

Pour on—the feast will soon be o'er—
Let us be merry—just to-night:
We all are bound for one dim shore,
Like autumn-leaves we pass from sight—
Then let's be merry—just to night!

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