IN the coal-pit, or the factory,
I toil by night or day,
And still to the music of labour
I lilt my heart-felt lay;
I lilt my heart-felt lay
And the gloom of the deep, deep
mine,
Or the din of the factory dieth away,
And a Golden Lot is mine.
A Golden Lot
Joseph Skipsey
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Poem topics: away, music, night, labour, golden, Valentine's Day, heart, deep, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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