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Work
(10 November 1852 – 10 April 1933 / Germantown, Pennsylvania)

Work

Let me but do my work from day to day,
In field or forest, at the desk or loom,
In roaring market-place or tranquil room;
Let me but find it in my heart to say,
When vagrant wishes beckon me astray,
"This is my work; my blessing, not my doom;
"Of all who live, I am the one by whom
"This work can best be done in the right way."

Then shall I see it not too great, nor small,
To suit my spirit and to prove my powers;
Then shall I cheerful greet the labouring hours,
And cheerful turn, when the long shadows fall
At eventide, to play and love and rest,
Because I know for me my work is best.

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it means work is good
PLEASE get rid of the monotonous auto-voice! this is poetry, not voice jail... i'll record it for lyou without charge.
My 6th grade teacher wrote the poem on the blackboard to be memorized by the class. (1938) I have referred to it many times in my career as a physician. Thank you for the reference and publication.
Hi i just want to know if this is a poem or a sonnet.?
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