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ANOTHER DAY.
Another day, another day,
How swiftly it has sailed away.
It brought us moments, precious things,
Of fairy frame and willing wings;
But as they flee, we sigh and say,
"Alas, for thee, another day!"

Another day, another day
Is riding boldly on its way;
May we be brave to do and bear,
And in its full fruition share!
For sweet it is when we can say,
"How good to have another day.