Our mortal life, however wrought,

Eternity is indeed;

For every moment brings a thought,

And every thought’s a deed;

And that is so much infinite

Which may be divided much;

And if we live with might and mirth

Our human life is such.

For him who has not might and mirth

That which is not now is never;

And he who can live well on earth

Does live in heaven for ever.

1898.