“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.”

—  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow , A Psalm of Life

St. 2.
A Psalm of Life (1839)

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