Life

From birth to death the life of man Is infinite on the earth, To know and do that which he can And be what he is worth.

Our mortal life, however wrought, Eternity is indeed; For every moment brings a thought, And every thought’s a deed;

And that is so much infinite Which may be divided much; And if we live with might and mirth Our human life is such.

For him who has not might and mirth That which is not now is never; And he who can live well on earth Does live in heaven for ever.

1898.

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