Life's chalice is empty--pour in! pour in! What?--Pour in Strength! Strength for the struggle through good and ill; Through good--that the soul may be upright still, Unspoil'd by riches, unswerving in will,...
The sun is slowly sinking in the West; The plough lies idle, and the weary team, Cool'd with the freshness of the shallow stream, Over the meadows hasten to their rest;...