Robert Southey

Here you will find the Poem Ode Written On The First Of January of poet Robert Southey

Ode Written On The First Of January

Come melancholy Moralizer--come!
Gather with me the dark and wintry wreath;
 With me engarland now

Come Moralizer to the funeral song!
I pour the dirge of the Departed Days,
 For well the funeral song
 Befits this solemn hour.

But hark! even now the merry bells ring round
With clamorous joy to welcome in this day,
 This consecrated day,
 To Mirth and Indolence.

Mortal! whilst Fortune with benignant hand
Fills to the brim thy cup of happiness,
 Whilst her unclouded sun
 Illumes thy summer day,

Canst thou rejoice--rejoice that Time flies fast?
That Night shall shadow soon thy summer sun?
 That swift the stream of Years
 Rolls to Eternity?

If thou hast wealth to gratify each wish,
If Power be thine, remember what thou art--
 Remember thou art Man,
 And Death thine heritage!

Hast thou known Love? does Beauty's better sun
Cheer thy fond heart with no capricious smile,
 Her eye all eloquence,
 Her voice all harmony?

Oh state of happiness! hark how the gale
Moans deep and hollow o'er the leafless grove!
 Winter is dark and cold--
 Where now the charms of Spring?

Sayst thou that Fancy paints the future scene
In hues too sombrous? that the dark-stol'd Maid
 With stern and frowning front
 Appals the shuddering soul?

And would'st thou bid me court her faery form
When, as she sports her in some happier mood,
 Her many-colour'd robes
 Dance varying to the Sun?

Ah vainly does the Pilgrim, whose long road
Leads o'er the barren mountain's storm-vext height,
 With anxious gaze survey
 The fruitful far-off vale.

Oh there are those who love the pensive song
To whom all sounds of Mirth are dissonant!
 There are who at this hour
 Will love to contemplate!

For hopeless Sorrow hails the lapse of Time,
Rejoicing when the fading orb of day
 Is sunk again in night,
 That one day more is gone.

And he who bears Affliction's heavy load
With patient piety, well pleas'd he knows
 The World a pilgrimage,
 The Grave the inn of rest.