"Tell me not, in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream!
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
And things are not what they seem.
Life is real! Life is earnest!
And the grave is not its goal;
Dust thou art, to dust returnest,
Was not spoken of the soul.
Not enjoyment, and not sorrow,
Is our destined end or way;
But to act, that each to-morrow
Find us farther than to-day.
Art is long, and Time is fleeting,
And our hearts, though stout and brave,
Still, like muffled drums, are beating
Funeral marches to the grave.
In the world’s broad field of battle,
In the bivouac of Life,
Be not like dumb, driven cattle!
Be a hero in the strife!
Trust no Future, howe’er pleasant!
Let the dead Past bury its dead!
Act,— act in the living Present!
Heart within, and God o’erhead!
Lives of great men all remind us
We can make our lives sublime,
And, departing, leave behind us
Footprints on the sands of time;
Footprints, that perhaps another,
Sailing o’er life’s solemn main,
A forlorn and shipwrecked brother,
Seeing, shall take heart again.
Let us, then, be up and doing,
With a heart for any fate;
Still achieving, still pursuing,
Learn to labor and to wait."
by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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JAG Note:
This magnificent poem by one of America's greatest
poets and writers touches the heart. Longfellow was a
Christian and I recall reading that Longfellow wrote
A Psalm Of Life while rallying from a major bout with depression
I think because of the death of his beloved wife.
Wikipedia has a good writeup on this great American writer and
poet.
"Longfellow was the most popular poet of his day.[135]
As a friend once wrote, "no other poet was so fully
recognized in his lifetime".[136] Many of his works
helped shape the American character and its legacy,
particularly with the poem "Paul Revere's Ride".[119]
He was such an admired figure in the United States
during his life that his 70th birthday in 1877 took on
the air of a national holiday, with parades, speeches,
and the reading of his poetry.'
__Wikipedia
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - Wikipedia
________________
I hope A Psalm Of Life will be a blessing to all who read this ode to the
God that created us all, and to the human spirit that never gives up the
fight no matter what with "God O'erhead."
This poem "sticks with you" -- read it carefully and you will not want to
ever forget it.
Best.
JAG
Life is but an empty dream!
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
And things are not what they seem.
Life is real! Life is earnest!
And the grave is not its goal;
Dust thou art, to dust returnest,
Was not spoken of the soul.
Not enjoyment, and not sorrow,
Is our destined end or way;
But to act, that each to-morrow
Find us farther than to-day.
Art is long, and Time is fleeting,
And our hearts, though stout and brave,
Still, like muffled drums, are beating
Funeral marches to the grave.
In the world’s broad field of battle,
In the bivouac of Life,
Be not like dumb, driven cattle!
Be a hero in the strife!
Trust no Future, howe’er pleasant!
Let the dead Past bury its dead!
Act,— act in the living Present!
Heart within, and God o’erhead!
Lives of great men all remind us
We can make our lives sublime,
And, departing, leave behind us
Footprints on the sands of time;
Footprints, that perhaps another,
Sailing o’er life’s solemn main,
A forlorn and shipwrecked brother,
Seeing, shall take heart again.
Let us, then, be up and doing,
With a heart for any fate;
Still achieving, still pursuing,
Learn to labor and to wait."
by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
___________
JAG Note:
This magnificent poem by one of America's greatest
poets and writers touches the heart. Longfellow was a
Christian and I recall reading that Longfellow wrote
A Psalm Of Life while rallying from a major bout with depression
I think because of the death of his beloved wife.
Wikipedia has a good writeup on this great American writer and
poet.
"Longfellow was the most popular poet of his day.[135]
As a friend once wrote, "no other poet was so fully
recognized in his lifetime".[136] Many of his works
helped shape the American character and its legacy,
particularly with the poem "Paul Revere's Ride".[119]
He was such an admired figure in the United States
during his life that his 70th birthday in 1877 took on
the air of a national holiday, with parades, speeches,
and the reading of his poetry.'
__Wikipedia
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - Wikipedia
________________
I hope A Psalm Of Life will be a blessing to all who read this ode to the
God that created us all, and to the human spirit that never gives up the
fight no matter what with "God O'erhead."
This poem "sticks with you" -- read it carefully and you will not want to
ever forget it.
Best.
JAG
