THROUGH burden and heat of the day
How weary the hands and the feet,
That labor with scarcely a stay,
Through burden and heat!
Tired toiler whose sleep shall be sweet,
Kneel down, it will rest thee to pray:
Then forward, for daylight is fleet.
Cool shadows grow lengthening and gray,
Cool twilight will soon be complete:--
What matters this wearisome way
Through burden and heat?