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 | [Poems by Cary in] The Poetical Works Of Alice and Phoebe Cary |  |
[He spoils his house and throws his pains away]
He spoils his house and throws his pains awayWho, as the sun veers, builds his windows o'er,
For, should he wait, the Light, some time of day,
Would come and sit beside him in his door.
| [Poems by Cary in] The Poetical Works Of Alice and Phoebe Cary | |