. St. Nicholas [serial]. upon a shelfDecided it would take the time to think upon itself;It counted up the seconds that it needs must tick awayTo make the minutes in an hour, the hours in a day,And then a week, and then a month, and then a year—oh dear!Stupendous grew the sum of all the sec-onds in a year—T was over thirty millions and some thousands more beside!No wonder that the little clock held up its hands, and cried:With such a hill as that to climb, I 11 never reach the top,And so I 11 just advise my works thatthey would better stop. Pooh-pooh! up spake the pendulum, I think you re in t
. St. Nicholas [serial]. upon a shelfDecided it would take the time to think upon itself;It counted up the seconds that it needs must tick awayTo make the minutes in an hour, the hours in a day,And then a week, and then a month, and then a year—oh dear!Stupendous grew the sum of all the sec-onds in a year—T was over thirty millions and some thousands more beside!No wonder that the little clock held up its hands, and cried:With such a hill as that to climb, I 11 never reach the top,And so I 11 just advise my works thatthey would better stop. Pooh-pooh! up spake the pendulum, I think you re in the wrong;We 11 not be getting anywhere unless we keep along;And any hill, however steep, is not so bad to climb,For its one tick at a time, you know, just one tick at a time. And so the thoughtful little clock again took heart, they say,And ticked away the minutes, and the hours, and the some one heard it tell its works, when all was dark and still:Its one tick at a time, my dears, that takes us up the
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