Classic Poem

If Luck and I should meet
I'll catch her to me crying,
" To trip with you were sweet,
Have done with your denying!"
Hey, lass! Ho, lass!
Heel and toe, lass!
Who'll have a dance with me? All together:

Hey, Luck! Ho, Luck!
Ne'er say no, Luck!
I'll have a dance with thee!

When Death at last arrives,
I'll greet him with a chuckle,
I'll ask him how he thrives
And press his bony knuckle,
With — Ho, boy! Hey, boy!
Come this way, boy!
Who'll have a drink with me? Mary's Voice (on the stairs):

Hey, Sir! Ho, Sir!
No, no, no, Sir!
Why should he drink with thee? All together:
Hey, Death! Ho, Death!
Let me go, Death!
I'll never drink with thee! Mary singing:

If Love should pass me by,
I'll follow till Ifind him,
And when I hear him sigh,
I'll tear the veils that blind him.
Up, man! Dance, man!
Take your chance, man!
Who'll get a kiss from me? All together:
Hey, Love! Ho, Love!
None shall know, Love!
Keep but a kiss for me!