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He ne'er is crowned with immortality
Who fears to follow where airy voices lead.
He ne'er is crowned with immortality
Who fears to follow where airy voices lead.
No, no! The energy of life may be
Kept on after the grave, but not begun;
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No, no! The energy of life may be
Kept on after the grave, but not begun;
And he who flagg'd not in the earthly strife,
From strength to strength advancing--only he
His soul well-knit, and all his battles won,
Mounts, and that hardly, to eternal life.
It must be so--Plato, thou reasonest well!--
Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire,
This longing read more
It must be so--Plato, thou reasonest well!--
Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire,
This longing after immortality?
Or whence this secret dread, and inward horror,
O falling into nought? Why shrinks the soul
Back on herself, and startles at destruction?
'Tis the divinity that stirs within us;
'Tis heaven itself, that points out an hereafter,
And intimates eternity to man.
What we do for ourselves dies with us. What we do for others and the world remains and is immortal.
What we do for ourselves dies with us. What we do for others and the world remains and is immortal.
We do not know what to do with this short life, yet we want another which will be eternal.
We do not know what to do with this short life, yet we want another which will be eternal.
Immortality is the genius to move others long after you yourself have stopped moving.
Immortality is the genius to move others long after you yourself have stopped moving.
Our hope of immortality does not come from any religions, but nearly all religions come from that hope
Our hope of immortality does not come from any religions, but nearly all religions come from that hope
Thus God's children are immorall whiles their
Father hath anything for them to do on earth.
Thus God's children are immorall whiles their
Father hath anything for them to do on earth.
But all lost things are in the angels' keeping, Love;
No past is dead for us, but only sleeping, read more
But all lost things are in the angels' keeping, Love;
No past is dead for us, but only sleeping, Love;
The years of Heaven with all earth's little pain
Make Good
Together there we can begin again
In babyhood.
