(from the book Roses and Lilies from Longfellow)
"Life is real! Life is earnest!
And the grave is not its goal;
'Dust thou art, to dust returneth,'
Was not spoken of the soul."
and above the awakening continents,
from shore to shore,
Somewhere the birds are
singing evermore."
"Only those are crowned and sainted
Who with griefs have been acquainted."
"All things will come round to him
Who will but wait."
"The talent of success is nothing
More than doing well what you can
do well, and doing well
what ever you do, without a thought of fame."
"Love is a master of all arts,
And puts it into human hearts
The strangest things to say and do."
"Nothing useless is or low;
Each thing in its place is best;
And what seems but idle show
Strengthens and supports the rest."
We can make our lives sublime,
And, departing, leave behind us
Footprints on the sands of time."
"All that inhabit this great earth,
Whatever be their rank or worth,
Are kindred and allied by birth,
And made of the same clay."
"Each morning sees some task begun,
Each evening sees it close;
Something attempted,
something done,
Has earned a night's repose."
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