Poem: “The Finer Thought” by Edgar A. Guest

A Heap o’ Livin’

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The Finer Thought

  How fine it is at night to say:
  “I have not wronged a soul to-day.
  I have not by a word or deed,
  In any breast sowed anger’s seed,
  Or caused a fellow being pain;
  Nor is there on my crest a stain
  That shame has left. In honor’s way,
  With head erect, I’ve lived this day.”

  When night slips down and day departs
  And rest returns to weary hearts,
  How fine it is to close the book
  Of records for the day, and look
  Once more along the traveled mile
  And find that all has been worth while;
  To say: “In honor I have toiled;
  My plume is spotless and unsoiled.”

  Yet cold and stern a man may be
  Retaining his integrity;
  And he may pass from day to day
  A spirit dead, in living clay,
  Observing strictly morals, laws,
  Yet serving but a selfish cause;
  So it is not enough to say:
  “I have not stooped to shame to-day!”

  It is a finer, nobler thought
  When day is done and night has brought
  The contemplative hours and sweet,
  And rest to weary hearts and feet,
  If man can stand in truth and say:
  “I have been useful here to-day.
  Back there is one I chanced to see
  With hope newborn because of me.

  “This day in honor I have toiled;
  My shining crest is still unsoiled;
  But on the mile I leave behind
  Is one who says that I was kind;
  And someone hums a cheerful song
  Because I chanced to come along.”
  Sweet rest at night that man shall own
  Who has not lived his day alone.

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