| Islamic Poetry and Other Literature |
| At Set of Sun
-- G. Eliot -- |
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If you sit down at set of sun And count the acts that you have done, And, in counting, find One self-denying deed, one word That eased the heart of him who heard; One glance most kind, That fell like sunshine where it went; Then you may count that day well spent. But, if, through all the livelong day, You've cheered no heart, by yea or nay; If, through it all You've nothing done that you can trace That brought the sunshine to one face; No act most small That helped some soul and nothing cost; Then count that day as worse than lost. |
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