Just think!
Some night the stars will gleam
Upon a cold, grey stone,
And trace a name with silver beam,
And it will be your own.
That night is speeding on to greet
Your epitaphic rhyme.
Your life is but a little beat
Within the Heart of Time.
A little gain
A little pain
A laugh
A little fame
A Star-Gleam on a stone.
Robert Service
Some night the stars will gleam
Upon a cold, grey stone,
And trace a name with silver beam,
And it will be your own.
That night is speeding on to greet
Your epitaphic rhyme.
Your life is but a little beat
Within the Heart of Time.
A little gain
A little pain
A laugh
A little fame
A Star-Gleam on a stone.
Robert Service
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