tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6907071700721966011.post5466097506535546181..comments2024-02-29T02:16:45.679-08:00Comments on Gladly Lerne, Gladly Teche: The Auld and the YaungJohn V. Fleminghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17136533410768061217noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6907071700721966011.post-80900070796710041732012-01-08T17:47:11.340-08:002012-01-08T17:47:11.340-08:00Happy 2012 to you as well. May mere burns and nae...Happy 2012 to you as well. May mere burns and nae seas divide you from your loves.<br /><br />In the Sacred Harp tradition this tune is called PLENARY and to it are set these splendidly morbid (and, I'd say, seasonally appropriate) verses by Watts:<br /><br />Hark! from the tomb a doleful sound / Mine ears, attend the cry; / Ye living men, come view the ground / Where you must shortly lie.<br /><br />"Princes, this clay must be your bed / In spite of all your powers; / The tall, the wise, the rev'rend head / Must lie as low as ours."<br /><br />Great God! Is this our certain doom? / And are we still secure? / Still walking downward to the tomb / And yet prepared no more.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com