Is life worth living? Yes, so long
As Spring revives the year,
And hails us with the cuckoo's song,
To show that she is here;
So long as faith with freedom reigns
And loyal hope survives,
And gracious charity remains
To leaven lowly lives;
While there is one untrodden tract
For intellect or will,
And men are free to think and act,
Life is worth living still.
O'er the wires the electric message came,
"He is no better; he is much the same."
The glory of gardening: hands in the dirt, head in the sun, heart with nature. To nurture a garden is to feed not just the body, but the soul.
He is dead already who doth not feel
Life is worth living still.
No verse which is unmusical or obscure can be regarded as poetry whatever other qualities it may possess.
Imagination in poetry, as distinguished from mere fancy is the transfiguring of the real or actual to the ideal.
Show me your garden, provided
it be your own, and I will tell you what you are
like.
Is life worth living? Yes, so long
As there is wrong to right,
Wail of the weak against the strong,
Or tyranny to fight;
Öffentliche Meinung ist nicht mehr als das, was Leute glauben, daß andere Leute glauben.
