Poems (Hoffman)/Life's Aim

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L1FE'S AIM.
Not for love, or fame, or pleasure, Let me live;Not for any golden treasure, Life may give.
Fame's a phantom, love but human, Gold a snare;Just to be a useful woman Is my prayer.
Not from wealth, or fame, or beauty, Cometh bliss;Blooms alone by paths of duty, Happiness.
Let me not grow sad and weary In the race;Ever keep a kind and cheery Heart and face.
Worth, be thou the crown and zenith Of my aim,Weighed with thee, how little meaneth Beauty, wealth or fame.
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