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Here’s another day, dear,

Here’s the sun again

Peeping in his pleasant way

Through the window pane.

Rise and let him in, dear,

Hail him “hip hurray!”

Now the fun will all begin.

Here’s another day!

Down the coppice path, dear,

Through the dewy glade,

(When the Morning took her bath

What a splash she made!)

Up the wet wood-way, dear,

Under dripping green

Run to meet another day,

Brightest ever seen.

Mushrooms in the field, dear,

Show their silver gleam.

What a dainty crop they yield

Firm as clouted cream,

Cool as balls of snow, dear,

Sweet and fresh and round!

Ere the early dew can go

We must clear the ground.

Such a lot to do, dear,

Such a lot to see!

How we ever can get through

Fairly puzzles me.

Hurry up and out, dear,

Then—away! away!

In and out and round about,

Here’s another day!

W. Graham Robertson.