Fear No More 

Fear no more the heat o' the sun, ? 

Nor the furiour winter's rages; 

Thou thy worldly task hast done, 

Home art gone, and ta' en thy weges:

   Golden lads and girls all must,

As chimney -sweepers, come to dust. 

fear no more the frown o' the great, 

 Thou art past the tyrant 's stroke; 

 Care no more to clothe and eat ;

  To thee the reed is as the oak : 

The sceptred, learning, physic, must 

All follow this , and come to dust.

fear no more the lightning - flash,

Nor the all - dreaded thunder -stone;

  fear not slander, censure rash ; 

Thou hast finished joy and moan :

All lovers yourg, all lovers must 

Consign to thee, and come to dust.