Music. Enter the Queens with the hearses of their
knights, in a funeral solemnity, with attendants
Urns and odours bring away;
Vapours, sighs, darken the day;
Our dole more deadly looks than dying;
Balms and gums and heavy cheers,
gum (n.) 1
substance used as incense in ceremonies
Sacred vials filled with tears,
And clamours through the wild air flying.
Come all sad and solemn shows
That are quick-eyed pleasure's foes;
We convent naught else but woes,
We convent naught else but woes.
This funeral path brings to your houshold's grave.
Joy seize on you again; peace sleep with him.
And this to yours.
Yours this way. Heavens lend
A thousand differing ways to one sure end.
This world's a city full of straying streets,
And death's the market-place, where each one meets.