Imitation of the Style of * * *
1 Hermit hoar, in solemn cell
Wearing out life’s evening gray,
Strike thy bosom, sage, and tell
What is bliss, and which the way.
2 Thus I spoke, and speaking sigh’d,
Scarce repress’d the starting tear,
When the hoary sage replied,
‘Come, my lad, and drink some beer.’
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