SCHOOL-BOY'S SONG OF THE SCHOOL WEEK.
Reading edition
On Monday black, at four o'clock, The key is turned in the school-room lock, And I've given old Time a terrible knock, For the head of the Week is broken. At four of a Tuesday afternoon, The hour that cometh none too soon, I strap my books to a merry tune, For the neck of the Week is broken. As the four glad strokes on Wednesday ring, My cap in the air I gayly fling, And homeward run as I loudly sing, "The grip of the Week is broken." Ah, welcome the sound of the Thursday's four, And the joyous thought of "but one day more That opens and shuts the school-room door," For the back of the Week is broken. But sweeter than story in prose or rhyme The musical notes of the Friday chime, For the Week lies dead in the arms of Time, And the school-boy's chains are broken. L. H. Bruce.