1966 Steve and me |
A Psalm of Life
BY HENRY WADSWORTH
LONGFELLOW 1836
What
The Heart Of The Young Man Said 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;
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!
1976 Steve and me Auburn, CA Statue of Claude Chana, French 1849 gold miner in the famous California gold rush |
2007 employment ID photo Steve |
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