[00:07.60]--What the Heart of the Young Man Said to the Psalmist
[00:14.83]Tell me not, in mournful numbers,
[00:17.85]Life is but an empty dream!
[00:20.56]For the soul is dead that slumbers
[00:23.07]And things are not what they seem.
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[00:26.06]Life is real! Life is earnest!
[00:28.75]And the grave is not its goal;
[00:31.35]Dust thou art, to dust returnest,
[00:34.23]Was not spoken of the soul.
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[00:36.98]Not enjoyment, and not sorrow,
[00:39.91]Is our destined end or way;
[00:43.09]But to act, that each to-morrow
[00:45.36]Find us farther than to-day.
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[00:49.02]Art is long, and Time is fleeting,
[00:51.89]And our hearts, though stout and brave,
[00:54.70]Still, like muffled drums, are beating
[00:57.56]Funeral marches to the grave.
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[01:00.73]In the world’s broad field of battle,
[01:03.95]In the bivouac of Life,
[01:06.66]Be not like dumb, driven cattle!
[01:09.20]Be a hero in the strife!
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[01:12.12]Trust no Future, howe’er pleasant!
[01:15.74]Let the dead Past bury its dead!
[01:18.56]Act, act in the living Present!
[01:21.71]Heart within, and God o’erhead!
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[01:25.40]Lives of great men all remind us
[01:28.05]We can make our lives sublime,
[01:30.64]And, departing, leave behind us
[01:32.98]Footprints on the sands of time;
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[01:35.74]Footprints, that perhaps another,
[01:38.30]Sailing o’er life’ solemn main,
[01:41.07]A forlorn and shipwrecked brother,
[01:43.56]Seeing, shall take heart again.
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[01:46.63]Let us, then, be up and doing,
[01:48.99]With a heart for any fate;
[01:51.41]Still achieving, still pursuing,
[01:53.89]Learn to labour and to wait.
