JOSEPH LEE
"Come to me, and I will give you flesh--Old Pibrochadh.
COME!
Says the drum;
Though graves be hollow,
Yet follow, follow:
Come!
Says the drum.
Life!
Shrills the fife,
Is in strife
Leave love and wife:
Ripe!
Screams the pipe,
Is the field--
Swords and not sickles wield:
The drum
Says, Come!
Come! "