
When I can look Life in the eyes,
Grown calm and very coldly wise,
Life will have given me the Truth,
And taken in exchange - my youth
I have no riches but my thoughts,
Yet these are wealth enough for me.
It is my heart that makes my songs, not I.
I make the most of all that comes,
And the least of all that goes.
Moon, worn thin to the width of a quill,
In the dawn clouds flying,
How good to go, light into light, and still
Giving light, dying.
Sources of Quotations: F: "Wisdom," "Dark of the Moon," 1926. R: "Riches," "Love Songs," 1917. A: "What Do I Care?," "Flame and Shadow," 1920. N: "The Philosopher," Collected Poems," 1937. K: "Moon's Ending," "Strange Victory," 1933.
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