Classic Poem

Oh, let us howl some heavy note,
Some deadly doggèd howl,
Sounding as from the threatening throat
Of beasts and fatal fowl!
As ravens, screech-owls, bulls and bears,
We'll bell and bawl our parts,
Till irksome noise have cloyed your ears
And còrrosived your hearts.
At last, when as our choir wants breath,
Our bodies being blest,
We'll sing like swans to welcome death
And die in love and rest.