Let the peasant leave his olive-ground,
And the goats roam wild through the pine-woods round:
There is nobler work to-day!
Send forth the trumpet’s call!
Till the bridegroom cast the goblet down,
And the marriage-robe, and the flowery crown;
And arm in the banquet hall!
And stay the funeral-train:
Bid the chanted mass be hush’d awhile,
And the bier laid down in the holy aisle,