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W HERE'S the use of sighing?
Sorrow as you may,
Time is always flying—

Flying!—and defying
Men to say him nay …
Where's the use of sighing?

Look! To-day is dying
After yesterday.
Time is always flying.

Flying—and when crying
Cannot make him stay,
Where's the use of sighing?

Men with by-and-bying,
Fritter life away.
Time is always flying,

Flying!—O, from prying
Cease, and go to play.
Where's the use of sighing,
‘Time is always flying?’
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