In the old Telescope's tube we sit, And the shades of the past around us flit; His requiem sing we, with shout and with din, While the old year goes out, and the new one comes in. Chorus of youths and virgins. Merrily, merrily, let us all sing, And make the old Telescope rattle and ring.


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In the old Telescope's tube we sit, And the shades of the past around us flit; His requiem sing we, with shout and with din, While the old year goes...

In the old Telescope's tube we sit, And the shades of the past around us flit; His requiem sing we, with shout and with din, While the old year goes...

In the old Telescope's tube we sit, And the shades of the past around us flit; His requiem sing we, with shout and with din, While the old year goes...

In the old Telescope's tube we sit, And the shades of the past around us flit; His requiem sing we, with shout and with din, While the old year goes...