{"id":7468,"date":"2021-09-03T01:00:00","date_gmt":"2021-09-03T05:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.newspaperhistory.com\/?p=7468"},"modified":"2021-09-03T01:00:00","modified_gmt":"2021-09-03T05:00:00","slug":"the-lazy-day","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/the-lazy-day\/","title":{"rendered":"The Lazy Day"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

From the <\/em>Omaha Daily Bee, September 3, 1913<\/em><\/a>. By W. D. Nesbit.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Well, this has been a splendid and a very perfect day;
I took my work and worries and I threw them all away\u2014
I took the work I ought to do and looked it in the eye
And said, \u201cYou get a holiday, old task of mine, good bye,
I hope you have a pleasant time wherever you may roam,
Now, don\u2019t get lost, but just the same you needn\u2019t hurry home.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

My work stood begging at my side, my elbow Duty nudged.
But with a stern and haughty heart I never even budged.
I stretched myself upon my back within the hammock here
And swung and swung and let my soul get bubbling full of cheer.
My work went galley west, I guess\u2014I know it isn\u2019t done\u2014
But, friend, to have a lazy day is certainly some fun.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

And all the things I worry for and of\u2014the pesky things!
I gave them all to understand they might as well take wings.
I\u2019d worried over them in a most faithful, earnest way,
But worry hasn\u2019t any place in any lazy day.
Some little worries fretted up and sighed, \u201cWhat can you do?\u201d
I blew them all to smithereens with one intense \u201cPooh! Pooh!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

So here I am, with work undone, unworried worries, too,
And still the grass is nice and green, the sky is nice and blue,
The world is rolling right along, no doubt the stars will gleam\u2014
I guess I\u2019ll linger here a while and muse and doze and dream.
My friend, when Work is fighting you and Worry wants to stay,
Just throw the whole thing to one side and have a Lazy Day.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

From the Omaha Daily Bee, September 3, 1913. By W. D. Nesbit. Well, this has been a splendid and a very perfect day;I took my work and worries and I threw them all away\u2014I took the work I ought to do and looked it in the eyeAnd said, \u201cYou get a holiday, old task of […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3,4],"tags":[312],"class_list":["post-7468","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-newspapers","category-omaha-daily-bee","tag-wilbur-d-nesbit"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7468","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=7468"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7468\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=7468"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=7468"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=7468"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}