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At the Hommage to Robert W. Service, Lancieux, France, 13 July 1990.

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This poem is often wrongly thought to be by Robert W Service. It is published here to the memory of Hugh Antoine D'Arcy, its rightful father.
An Evening with the Bard of the Yukon, July 18 th 2003 at 20.30pm in the Town-Hall of Lancieux, Brittany.
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Work and Joy

Published by Susan on 08/09/2003 (2870 reads)
Each day I live I thank the Lord...

Each day I live I thank the Lord
       I do the work I love;
And in it find a rich reward,
       All price and praise above.
For few may do the work they love,
       The fond unique employ,
That fits them as a hand a glove,
       And gives them joy.

Oh gentlefolk, do you and you
       Who toil for daily hire,
Consider that the job you do
       Is to your heart's desire?
Aye, though you are to it resigned,
       And will no duty shirk,
Oh do you in your private mind
       Adore your work?

Twice happy man whose job is joy,
       Whose hand and heart combine,
In brave and excellent employ
       As radiantly as mine!
But oh the weary, dreary day,
       The wear and tear and irk
Of countless souls who cannot say:
       'I love my work.'

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