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SONNET V.—DAY-BREAK.
Soft streaks of light, along the eastern skies,
Bid the industrious labourer arise;
Shake off the fetters which his senses bound,
Reap the rich grain, or till the fertile ground;
Lightly he springs from off the slothful bed,
Thankful for power to earn his daily bread.
Bid the industrious labourer arise;
Shake off the fetters which his senses bound,
Reap the rich grain, or till the fertile ground;
Lightly he springs from off the slothful bed,
Thankful for power to earn his daily bread.
So let me hail thee, cheerful rising day,
Chasing with smiles the clouds of night away;
And thankful for the blessings thou dost bring,
My soul its grateful matin song shall sing;
Prepare my daily duties to fulfil;
And having pow'r, may I ne'er want the will
Faithfully to perform the task assign'd,
With busy hands, a light and cheerful mind;
Esteem each given blessing as I ought,
Nor what's withheld, repine at, even in thought.
Chasing with smiles the clouds of night away;
And thankful for the blessings thou dost bring,
My soul its grateful matin song shall sing;
Prepare my daily duties to fulfil;
And having pow'r, may I ne'er want the will
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With busy hands, a light and cheerful mind;
Esteem each given blessing as I ought,
Nor what's withheld, repine at, even in thought.
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