Since the year fourteen five,
In a little Swiss town,*
There’s a job that will earn
All who do it renown.
From the top of the church
(A cathedral, no less)
Someone calls out the time
In a formal address.
Once an hour, this guard,
Called a “night watch” will yell
Just as soon as the sound
Fades away from the bell.
With a lantern held high
He...
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