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<\/h3>\n<\/h3>\nBy Henry Wadsworth Longfellow<\/p>\n
What the heart of the young man said to the psalmist<\/em> Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is real! Life is earnest! Not enjoyment, and not sorrow, Art is long, and Time is fleeting, In the world’s broad field of battle, Trust no Future, howe’er pleasant! Lives of great men all remind us Footprints, that perhaps another, Let us, then, be up and doing, What the Heart of the Young Man Said to the Psalmist<\/p>\n A Psalm of Life By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow What the heart of the young man said to the psalmist Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! \u2014 For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":13774,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[502,42272],"tags":[42295],"yst_prominent_words":[],"class_list":["post-12776","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-character","category-manhood","tag-manvotionals"],"featured_image_urls":{"large":"https:\/\/content.artofmanliness.com\/uploads\/2010\/11\/footprints-325x280.jpg","aom":"https:\/\/content.artofmanliness.com\/uploads\/2010\/11\/footprints-325x230.jpg","reactor-320":"https:\/\/content.artofmanliness.com\/uploads\/2010\/11\/footprints-320x307.jpg"},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/beta.artofmanliness.com\/app-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12776","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/beta.artofmanliness.com\/app-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/beta.artofmanliness.com\/app-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/beta.artofmanliness.com\/app-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/beta.artofmanliness.com\/app-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=12776"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/beta.artofmanliness.com\/app-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12776\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":124704,"href":"https:\/\/beta.artofmanliness.com\/app-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12776\/revisions\/124704"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/beta.artofmanliness.com\/app-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/13774"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/beta.artofmanliness.com\/app-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=12776"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/beta.artofmanliness.com\/app-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=12776"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/beta.artofmanliness.com\/app-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=12776"},{"taxonomy":"yst_prominent_words","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/beta.artofmanliness.com\/app-json\/wp\/v2\/yst_prominent_words?post=12776"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\n<\/strong><\/p>\n <\/h6>\n
\nLife is but an empty dream! \u2014
\nFor the soul is dead that slumbers,
\nAnd things are not what they seem.<\/p>\n
\nAnd the grave is not its goal;
\nDust thou art, to dust returnest,
\nWas not spoken of the soul.<\/p>\n
\nIs our destined end or way;
\nBut to act, that each to-morrow
\nFind us farther than to-day.<\/p>\n
\nAnd our hearts, though stout and brave,
\nStill, like muffled drums, are beating
\nFuneral marches to the grave.<\/p>\n
\nIn the bivouac of Life,
\nBe not like dumb, driven cattle!
\nBe a hero in the strife!<\/p>\n
\nLet the dead Past bury its dead!
\nAct,\u2014 act in the living Present!
\nHeart within, and God o’erhead!<\/p>\n
\nWe can make our lives sublime,
\nAnd, departing, leave behind us
\nFootprints on the sands of time;<\/p>\n
\nSailing o’er life’s solemn main,
\nA forlorn and shipwrecked brother,
\nSeeing, shall take heart again.<\/p>\n
\nWith a heart for any fate;
\nStill achieving, still pursuing,
\nLearn to labor and to wait.<\/p>\n\nTell me not, in mournful numbers,\r\n \"Life is but an empty dream!\"\r\nFor the soul is dead that slumbers,\r\n And things are not what they seem.\r\n\r\nLife is real! Life is earnest!\r\n And the grave is not its goal;\r\n\"Dust thou art, to dust returnest,\"\r\n Was not spoken of the soul.\r\n\r\nNot enjoyment, and not sorrow,\r\n Is our destined end or way;\r\nBut to act, that each to-morrow\r\n Finds us farther than to-day.\r\n\r\nArt is long, and Time is fleeting,\r\n And our hearts, though stout and brave,\r\nStill, like muffled drums, are beating\r\n Funeral marches to the grave.\r\n\r\nIn the world's broad field of battle,\r\n In the bivouac of Life,\r\nBe not like dumb, driven cattle!\r\n Be a hero in the strife!\r\n\r\nTrust no Future, howe'er pleasant!\r\n Let the dead Past bury its dead!\r\nAct,--act in the living Present!\r\n Heart within, and God o'erhead!\r\n\r\nLives of great men all remind us\r\n We can make our lives sublime,\r\nAnd, departing, leave behind us\r\n Footprints on the sands of time;\r\n\r\nFootprints, that perhaps another,\r\n Sailing o'er life's solemn main,\r\nA forlorn and shipwrecked brother,\r\n Seeing, shall take heart again.\r\n\r\nLet us, then, be up and doing,\r\n With a heart for any fate;\r\nStill achieving, still pursuing\r\n Learn to labor and to wait.<\/pre>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"