O, let us howl some heavy note,
Some deadly dogged howl,
Sounding as from the threatening throat
Of beasts and fatal fowl!
As ravens, screech-owls, bulls and bears,
We’ll bill and bawl our parts,
Till irksome noise have cloyed your ears
And corrosived 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.