A Little Work
(from Trilby)
by George du Maurier
A little work, a little gay
To keep us going—and so good-day!
A little warmth, a little light
Of love’s bestowing—and so, good-night.
A little fun, to match the sorrow
Of each day’s growing—and so, good-morrow!
A little trust that when we die
We reap our sowing—and so—good-bye!
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