Inconceivably solemn!
Things go gay
Pierce — by the very Press
Of Imagery —
Their far Parades — order on the eye
With a mute Pomp —
A pleading Pageantry —
Flags, are a brave sight —
But no true Eye
Ever went by One —
Steadily —
Music's triumphant —
But the fine Ear
Winces with delight
Are Drums too near —