Weeping and wailing of old and of young—
Wailing of women aweary and sighing.
Heavenward? Hear the song that they sung:
"Strive, strive, strive,
With the wolf at the door, in vain,
Tho' the struggle to keep alive
Is worse than a hell of pain.
Gin, gin, gin,
Our cares we'll drown once more;
'Tis but folly to shrink from the spirit of drink,