We can make our lives sublime;[129]
And, departing, leave behind us
Foot-prints[130] on the sands of time;—
8. Foot-prints, that, perhaps, another,
Sailing over life’s solemn[131] main,[132]
A forlorn[133] and shipwrecked brother,
Seeing, shall take heart again.
9. Let us, then, be up and doing,
With a heart for any fate;