Show I L I WORK DAY By Edmund mun Vance ance Cooke oo e The day is set with golden l shine Where roses sway and lilies bask But duty's hand is thrust in mine mino I And leads me to my task The lights are glowing in the han hall The wine is dripping from the cask cask- The laughter rings from wall to wall wail But drives me to my task I The open country sends its ith cry t The Tho world is all a man may askI ask ask- 1 I 1 loiter and perhaps I sigh But bend me inc to my task I do not know what gods there be Nor what the Face behind the lii maskI mask mask- I on only feel the Urge in me Which keeps me mc at m my task J I Copyright 1920 N. N E E. A. A |