Heaven gives our days of failing strength Indemnifying fleetness And those of youth a seeming length Proportioned to their sweetness.
Heaven gives our days of failing strength Indemnifying fleetness And those of youth a seeming length Proportioned to their sweetness.
Spurn'd by the young, but hugg'd by the old To the very verge of the churchyard mould.
Take her up tenderly, Lift her with care Fashioned so slenderly, Young, and so fair.
Young Ben he was a nice young man,
A carpenter by trade;
And he fell in love with Sally Brown,
That was a lady's maid.
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