Poems (Sill)/Life
ORENOON and afternoon and night,—Forenoon,And afternoon, and night,—Forenoon, and—what!The empty song repeats itself. No more?Yea, that is Life: make this forenoon sublime,This afternoon a psalm, this night a prayer,And Time is conquered, and thy crown is won.
LIFE.
ORENOON and afternoon and night,—Forenoon,And afternoon, and night,—Forenoon, and—what!The empty song repeats itself. No more?Yea, that is Life: make this forenoon sublime,This afternoon a psalm, this night a prayer,And Time is conquered, and thy crown is won.