Show WITH CAPAND BELLS The Jester With cap and bells jto sport 0 King While aged Time unfleet of King The weary hours drags by the hair And yon 0 King sit frowning there You see ho joy in anything But I ah I must dance and sing And mirth and laughter I must bring To drive away your royal care With cap and bells Ah Monarch where that reckoning That kingly wisdom Whied sing My lightsome jingles King I swear Ive more of knowledge gray daffaire Than you eer brought to anything With cap and bells 000 Carmen Amoris 0 Love Is abroad in the air tonlcfht And Song is astray tis a rare delight To sing beneath thy window sweet A song with love and joy repleto As I stand below in the vacant street The lan orous strains from my light guitar Like the Pipes of Pan In a world afar Seem to catch the spirit so oldso old Of the story that luckless Pyramus told To Thisbe the fair in the days of old The days were weary and sad and long All pass away in rI burst of song That tells he I tale of a hearts lost care Of a day So sorrow whose night was fair When Lovo and Song are abroad in the air o > 0 Yea Verily There ist a pleasure In poetic pains Which only poets know To Pope the poet wrote of old But I QOit think Its so It ought to be far different now These fin de Mecle times There Is a pain wlifch readers know In socalled poets rhym < 3fr 000 Deux Temps Deux Temps let us dane to maid Ah do not shrink and be afraid A courtier I from foreign shore Where art Is praised erere by a scare Of kings and other monarchS maid Kind sir I doubt not what you sayed Ill my brother hapelcss Jade Now listen while t him implore Do Tom let uI < 3 > < tV Ah Days of Days When pay day comas around each week The joy that fills the IoUy meek And visions bright or fortunes great Before our eyes accumulate Were going to saO It tU we pay Then spend the whole amount that day Wo then go broke through all the week Because at which I now bespeak The joy that sons qC toll have found Each week when pay day come around |