i read a great poem about fortitute.. and i just want to sharing with you guys, here's the poem, hope you enjoy it too :) :
Laugh, and the world laugh with you;
Weep and you weep alone.
For the sad old eart must borrow its mirth,
But has trouble enough of its own.
Sing and the hills will answer;
Sight it is lost on the air.
The Echoes bound to a joyful sound,
But shrink from voicing care.
Rejoice and men will seek you;
Grieve and they turn go.
They want full measure of all your pleasure,
But they do not need your woe.
Be glad and your friends are many;
Be sad and you lose them all.
There are none to decline your nectar wine,
But alone you must drink life's gall
Feast and your halls are crowded;
fast and the world go by.
Succeed and give and it helps you live,
But no man can help you die.
There is room in the halls of pleasure
For a long and lordly train,
But one by one we must all file onThrough the narrow aisles of pain.
Its written by dingdans on April 6th, 2008
Laugh, and the world laugh with you;
Weep and you weep alone.
For the sad old eart must borrow its mirth,
But has trouble enough of its own.
Sing and the hills will answer;
Sight it is lost on the air.
The Echoes bound to a joyful sound,
But shrink from voicing care.
Rejoice and men will seek you;
Grieve and they turn go.
They want full measure of all your pleasure,
But they do not need your woe.
Be glad and your friends are many;
Be sad and you lose them all.
There are none to decline your nectar wine,
But alone you must drink life's gall
Feast and your halls are crowded;
fast and the world go by.
Succeed and give and it helps you live,
But no man can help you die.
There is room in the halls of pleasure
For a long and lordly train,
But one by one we must all file onThrough the narrow aisles of pain.
it always happen in everybody daily :star
ReplyDeleteyeah, u are right... we can't count on someone.. we must do everythings with own self
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