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Yonder See the Morning


Yonder see the morning blink:

     The sun is up, and up must I,

To wash and dress and eat and drink

And look at things and talk and think

     And work, and God knows why.


Oh often have I washed and dressed

     And what's to show for all my pain?

Let me lie abed and rest:

Ten thousand times I've done my best

     And all's to do again.


A.E. Housman




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