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Idleness we now must shun, another week of work begun, another hill / that must be won, for 'tis Monday morning. Clear in brain and strong / in limb, now we're in good fighting trim, Sunday's joys are growing / dim, for 'tis Tuesday morning. Energies have reached the crest, / we've ambition, hope and zest, work, of all life's gifts the best, on / this Wednesday morning. Duties pile up thick and fast, the middle of / the week is past, now our goal's in sight at last, for 'tis Thursday / morning. Smiling, singing, lift the load, do not let the burden / goad, look ahead -- there ends the road, for 'tis Friday morning. Soon / we'll fold our tasks away. A few more hours and then to play, / to-morrow is a precious day -- blithe Saturday, good morning!