Psalm of Life

Tell me not, in mournful numbers
 Life is but an empty dream
 For the soul is dead that slumbers
 And things are not what they seem
 Life is real, life is earnest
 And the grave is not its goal
 Dust thou art, to dust returnest
 Was not spoken of the soul
 Life is real, life is earnest
 And the grave is not its goal
 Dust thou art, to dust returnest
 Was not spoken of the soul
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 Let us then be up and doing
 With a heart for any fate
 Still achieving, still pursuing
 Learn to labor and to wait
 Life is real, life is earnest
 And the grave is not its goal
 Dust thou art, to dust returnest
 Was not spoken of the soul
 Life is real, life is earnest
 And the grave is not its goal
 Dust thou art, to dust returnest
 Was not spoken of the soul