Just Think !
Just think! some night the
stars will gleam
Upon a cold, grey stone,
And trace a name with silver
beam,
And lo! ’twill be your own.
That night is speeding on to
greet
Your epitaphic rhyme.
You life is but a little beat
Within the heart of Time.
A little gain, a little pain,
A laugh, lest you may moan;
A little blame, a little fame,
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