A Pause, A Thought
Just thought that I post a poem that a particular mate of mine liked, of which I found to be meaningful as well.Happy The Man, by John Dryden
Happy the man, and happy he alone,
He who can call today his own:
He who, secure within, can say,
Tomorrow do thy worst, for I have lived today.
Be fair or foul or rain or shine
The joys I have possessed, in spite of fate, are mine.
Not Heaven itself upon the past has power,
But what has been, has been, and I have had my hour.
A rather stoic piece that halis self-fortitude and satisfaction, don't you think?
posted by -tourniquet- @ 6/23/2006 07:36:00 pm
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as usual my pract crit sucks and i dun really understand the poem. hee
Do not worry Sis, its a little cryptic, haha =)
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