I said to myself— 'I will dream As the summer days go by, What is my Destiny—' And I lay and dreamt my dream And I woke from it with a cry— And I said in fear—'I will go, Ere the rose's bud be red, I will labour for my bread'— But I knew not whither to go, And summer passed over my head. And I said to myself 'I will rise Ere the green leaf change to brown, I will win me great renown Ere Autumn chill the skies, And the laden bough bend down.' But Winter came and I cried From under the sodden trees, 'Now is the time for Ease'— And I filled my heart with pride.
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