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  • I rise in the dawn, and I kneel and blow
    Till the seed of the fire flicker and glow;
    And then I must scrub and bake and sweep
    Till the stars are beginning to blink and peep;
    And the young lie long and dream in their bed.

    William Butler Yeats (2000). “The Collected Poems of W. B. Yeats”, p.48, Wordsworth Editions