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Yonder see the morning blink

by A. E. Housman

    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.