Of my own spirit let me be in sole though feeble mastery |
Oh who can tell the range of joy or set the bounds of beauty? |
Then, like an old-time orator impressively he rose; I make the most of all that comes and the least of all that goes. |
Then, like an old-time orator impressively he rose; I make the most of all that comes and the least of all that goes. |
There's nothing half so real in life as the things you've done...inexorably, unalterably done. |
Though I know he loves me, tonight my heart is sad; his kiss was not so wonderful as all the dreams I had |
When I can look at Life with eyes, Grown calm and very coldly wise; Life will have given me the Truth, And taken in exchange - my youth |
When I can look life in the eyes, grown calm and very coldly wise, life will have given me the truth, and taken in exchange - my youth. |
Wisdom is not acquired save as the result of investigation. |