The Twa Cheerless

Eh , is there nothing doing?
Then give your soul good heed;
And show yourself the miracles
That you would like to read,
As long as you're in need.

And then suppose I sing myself
— And if you will, give ear, —
The very song I never heard,
But I would like to hear:
And this, man, will be cheer!
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