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The Choice
| The intellect of man is forced to choose | | Perfection of the life, or of the work, | | And if it take the second
must refuse | | A heavenly mansion, raging in the dark. | | When all that story’s finished, what’s the news? | | In
luck or out the toil has left its mark: | | That old perplexity an empty purse, | | Or the day’s vanity, the night’s
remorse. |
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By PanEris
using Melati.
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