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Let us, then, be up and doing, With a heart for any fate ; Still achieving, still pursuing, Learn to labor and to wait. LET US THEN BE UP AND DOING WITH A HEART FOR ANY FATE STILL ACHIEVING STILL PURSUING LEARN TO LABOR AND TO WAIT
hat 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. VOICES OF THE NIGHT. 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 ! A PSALM OF LIFE. Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us Footsteps on the sands of time ; Footsteps, that perhaps another, Sailing o'er life's solemn main, A forlorn and shipwrecked brother, Seeing, shall take heart again. TO THE PSALMIST 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 DOST 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 HOWEVER PLEASANT LET THE DEAD PAST BURY ITS DEAD ACT IN THE LIVING PRESENT HEART WITHIN AND GOD O'ER HEAD LIVES OF GREAT MEN ALL REMIND US WE CAN MAKE OUR LIVES SUBLIME AND DEPARTING LEAF BEHIND US FOOTPRINTS ON THE SANDS OF TIME FOOTPRINTS THAT PERHAPS ANOTHER SAILING O'ER LIES SOLEMN MAIN A FORLORN AND SHIPWRECKED BROTHER SEEING SHALL TAKE HEART AGAIN
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