A BUSY WORLD.
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hat a busy world is this! Everything I view Has some task it must not miss— Something it must do; There is nothing idle stands, All things work with head or hands. All day long the busy Sun Runneth through the skies, And its work is never done Till the stars arise: Then it goes to other lands, Nor one moment idle stands. In this world where all things work, I must busy be; There are tasks I must not shirk, Duties set for me; And since nothing idle stands, I must work with head or hands.
