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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=341405" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Is Life Worth Living?</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Is life worth living? Yes, so long<br>As Spring revives the year,<br>And hails us with the cuckoo's song,<br>To show that she is here;<br>So long as May of April takes,<br>In smiles and tears, farewell,<br>And windflowers dapple all the brakes,<br>And primroses the dell;<br>While children in the woodlands yet<br>Adorn their little laps<br>With ladysmock and violet,<br>And daisy-chain their caps;<br>While over orchard daffodils<br>Cloud-shadows float and fleet,<br>And ousel pipes and laverock trills,<br>And young lambs buck and bleat;<br>So long as that which bursts the bud<br>And swells and tunes the rill,<br>Makes springtime in the maiden's blood,<br>Life is worth living still.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Life not worth living! Come with me,<br>Now that, through vanishing veil,<br>Shimmers the dew on lawn and lea,<br>And milk foams in the pail;<br>Now that June's sweltering sunlight bathes<br>With sweat the striplings lithe,<br>As fall the long straight scented swathes<br>Over the crescent scythe;<br>Now that the throstle never stops<br>His self-sufficing strain,<br>And woodbine-trails festoon the copse,<br>And eglantine the lane;<br>Now rustic labour seems as sweet<br>As leisure, and blithe herds<br>Wend homeward with unweary feet,<br>Carolling like the birds;<br>Now all, except the lover's vow,<br>And nightingale, is still;<br>Here, in the twilight hour, allow,<br>Life is worth living still.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When Summer, lingering half-forlorn,<br>On Autumn loves to lean,<br>And fields of slowly yellowing corn<br>Are girt by woods still green;<br>When hazel-nuts wax brown and plump,<br>And apples rosy-red,<br>And the owlet hoots from hollow stump,<br>And the dormouse makes its bed;<br>When crammed are all the granary floors,<br>And the Hunter's moon is bright,<br>And life again is sweet indoors,<br>And logs again alight;<br>Aye, even when the houseless wind<br>Waileth through cleft and chink,<br>And in the twilight maids grow kind,<br>And jugs are filled and clink;<br>When children clasp their hands and pray<br>``Be done Thy heavenly will!''<br>Who doth not lift his voice, and say,<br>``Life is worth living still''?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Is life worth living? Yes, so long<br>As there is wrong to right,<br>Wail of the weak against the strong,<br>Or tyranny to fight;<br>Long as there lingers gloom to chase,<br>Or streaming tear to dry,<br>One kindred woe, one sorrowing face<br>That smiles as we draw nigh:<br>Long as at tale of anguish swells<br>The heart, and lids grow wet,<br>And at the sound of Christmas bells<br>We pardon and forget;<br>So long as Faith with Freedom reigns,<br>And loyal Hope survives,<br>And gracious Charity remains<br>To leaven lowly lives;<br>While there in one untrodden tract<br>For Intellect or Will,<br>And men are free to think and act<br>Life is worth living still.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Not care to live while English homes<br>Nestle in English trees,<br>And England's Trident-Sceptre roams<br>Her territorial seas!<br>Not live while English songs are sung<br>Wherever blows the wind,<br>And England's laws and England's tongue<br>Enfranchise half mankind!<br>So long as in Pacific main,<br>Or on Atlantic strand,<br>Our kin transmit the parent strain,<br>And love the Mother-Land;<br>So long as in this ocean Realm,<br>Victoria and her Line<br>Retain the heritage of the helm,<br>By loyalty divine;<br>So long as flashes English steel,<br>And English trumpets shrill,<br>He is dead already who doth not feel<br>Life is worth living still.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Alfred+Austin">Alfred Austin</a><div class=q>
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As Spring revives the year,
And hails us with the cuckoo's song,
To show that she is here;
So long as May of April takes,
In smiles and tears, farewell,
And windflowers dapple all the brakes,
And primroses the de..."></div>
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