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53

Good Mistress Sundial

Good Mistress Sundial, what is the hour?”
“Alack! to tell you I've not the power.
It rains; and I only can work, you see,
When the sun is casting his light on me.
I'm nothing at all but a senseless block
Whenever his beautiful rays depart;
But ask my neighbor, the Four-o'clock;
She carries the time o' day in her heart.”