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The world goes up and the world goes down,
—And the sunshine follows the rain;
And yesterday's sneer, and yesterday's frown,
—Can never come over again,
Sweet wife:
—No, never come over again.

For woman is warm, though man be cold,
—And the night will hallow the day;
Till the heart which at even was weary and old
—Can rise in the morning gay,
Sweet wife;
—To its work in the morning gay.
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