19Weep not to-day: why should this sadness be?Learn in present fearsTo o’ermaster those tearsThat unhindered conquer thee.Think on thy past valour, thy future praise:Up, sad heart, nor faintIn ungracious complaint,Or a prayer for better days.Daily thy life shortens, the grave’s dark peaceDraweth surely nigh,When good-night is good-bye;For the sleeping shall not cease.Fight, to be found fighting: nor far awayDeem, nor strange thy doom.Like this sorrow ’twill come,And the day will be to-day.
19Weep not to-day: why should this sadness be?Learn in present fearsTo o’ermaster those tearsThat unhindered conquer thee.Think on thy past valour, thy future praise:Up, sad heart, nor faintIn ungracious complaint,Or a prayer for better days.Daily thy life shortens, the grave’s dark peaceDraweth surely nigh,When good-night is good-bye;For the sleeping shall not cease.Fight, to be found fighting: nor far awayDeem, nor strange thy doom.Like this sorrow ’twill come,And the day will be to-day.
Weep not to-day: why should this sadness be?Learn in present fearsTo o’ermaster those tearsThat unhindered conquer thee.Think on thy past valour, thy future praise:Up, sad heart, nor faintIn ungracious complaint,Or a prayer for better days.Daily thy life shortens, the grave’s dark peaceDraweth surely nigh,When good-night is good-bye;For the sleeping shall not cease.Fight, to be found fighting: nor far awayDeem, nor strange thy doom.Like this sorrow ’twill come,And the day will be to-day.
Weep not to-day: why should this sadness be?Learn in present fearsTo o’ermaster those tearsThat unhindered conquer thee.Think on thy past valour, thy future praise:Up, sad heart, nor faintIn ungracious complaint,Or a prayer for better days.Daily thy life shortens, the grave’s dark peaceDraweth surely nigh,When good-night is good-bye;For the sleeping shall not cease.Fight, to be found fighting: nor far awayDeem, nor strange thy doom.Like this sorrow ’twill come,And the day will be to-day.
Weep not to-day: why should this sadness be?Learn in present fearsTo o’ermaster those tearsThat unhindered conquer thee.
Weep not to-day: why should this sadness be?
Learn in present fears
To o’ermaster those tears
That unhindered conquer thee.
Think on thy past valour, thy future praise:Up, sad heart, nor faintIn ungracious complaint,Or a prayer for better days.
Think on thy past valour, thy future praise:
Up, sad heart, nor faint
In ungracious complaint,
Or a prayer for better days.
Daily thy life shortens, the grave’s dark peaceDraweth surely nigh,When good-night is good-bye;For the sleeping shall not cease.
Daily thy life shortens, the grave’s dark peace
Draweth surely nigh,
When good-night is good-bye;
For the sleeping shall not cease.
Fight, to be found fighting: nor far awayDeem, nor strange thy doom.Like this sorrow ’twill come,And the day will be to-day.
Fight, to be found fighting: nor far away
Deem, nor strange thy doom.
Like this sorrow ’twill come,
And the day will be to-day.