Work, that there may be some

For you who crowd the board this night,

And the one that is to come.

The laws are so for bird and beast,

And so we must live:

They give the most who have the least,

And gain of what they give.

For working women 'tis the luck,

A child on the lap;

And when a crust he learn to suck,

Another's for the pap.

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I know 'tis true, the laws of Life

Are holy to the poor:

Cleave you to her who is your wife,

Trust you in her store;

Eat you with sweat your self-won meat,

Labour the stubborn sod,

And that your heat may quicken it,

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