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In winter I get up at night
And dress by yellow candle-light.
In summer, quite the other way,
I have to go to bed by day.
I have to go to bed and see
The birds still hopping [1] on the tree,
Or hear the grown-up [2] people's feet
Still going past me in the street.
And does it not seem hard to you,
When all the sky is clear and blue,
And I should like so much to play,
To have to go to bed by day?
[1] hop [hɔp] v． 双足跳行
[2] grown-up [ˈɡrəunˈʌp] a. 成年的