This is a poem of which I have known the last verse for a long time, but I never thought to look up the rest of it. Now I wish I'd gone looking for it earlier.
What I live for - George Linnaeus Banks
I LIVE for those who love me, | |
Whose hearts are kind and true, | |
For heaven that smiles above me, | |
And waits my spirit, too; | |
For all the ties that bind me, | |
For all the tasks assigned me, | |
And bright hopes left behind me, | |
And good that I can do. | |
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I live to learn their story | |
Who’ve suffered for my sake, | |
To emulate their glory, | |
And follow in their wake; | |
Bards, patriots, martyrs, sages, | |
The noble of all ages, | |
Whose deeds crown history’s pages, | |
And Time’s great volume make. | |
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I live to hold communion | |
With all that is divine, | |
To feel there is a union | |
’Twixt Nature’s heart and mine; | |
To profit by affliction, | |
Reap truths from fields of fiction, | |
And, wiser from conviction, | |
Fulfil each grand design. | |
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I live to hail that season, | |
By gifted minds foretold, | |
When men shall rule by reason, | |
And not alone by gold; | |
When man to man united, | |
And every wrong thing righted, | |
The whole world shall be lighted | |
As Eden was of old. | |
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I live for those who love me, | |
Whose hearts are kind and true, | |
For heaven that smiles above me, | |
And waits my spirit too; | |
For the cause that lacks assistance, | |
For the wrong that needs resistance, | |
For the future in the distance, | |
And the good that I can do. |
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