Harken and harden not your hearts

For I hath something to proclaim

Yea, verily, childe, the Vengabus!

It cometh forthvvith, and shall not long remain

Among its passengers, ioy and mirth

To fill iovvly heartes vvith a keen divine groove

Ioin in its song, all ye creatures of Earthe

Pick up thy feete, shake thy bodie and move

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