WE can only live once; and death's terrors With life's bowers and roses entwine, And our lives would be darkened by errors Did we even, like cats, possess nine! They would be, perhaps, all of them wasted, And recklessly squandered away, And not half of the joys would be tasted That one life can embrace in a day. Let the lives that we live be worth living; Let the days that we spend be well spent; Let us save for the pleasure of giving, And not borrow at fifty per cent; Let us never cease loving and learning, And use life for its noblest of ends; Then when dust to its dust is returning, We shall live in the hearts of our friends. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE HOUSEKEEPER by ROBERT FROST MOTHER TO SON by IRENE RUTHERFORD MCLEOD REPRESSION OF WAR EXPERIENCE by SIEGFRIED SASSOON LAURENCE BLOOMFIELD IN IRELAND: 4. BALLYTULLAGH by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM PSALM 13 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE THE SONG OF THE SAVOYARDS by HENRY AMES BLOOD ON TYING DAPHNE'S SHOE by J. STUART BRYAN |