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And though you be done to death, what’s then?
If You battled the best you could.
If you played your part in the world of men,
Why, the critic will call it good.
Death comes with a crawl, or comes with a pounce;
And whether he’s slow or spry,
It isn’t the fact that you’re dead that counts,
But only How Did You Die?
Rise Above It
5 FebWhenever anyone has offended me, I try to raise my soul so high that the offense cannot reach it.
Poem of the Week: How Did You Die?
8 AprI had a very bad week last week, so I’m hoping this one has some better stuff ahead. Ergo, in honor of what is going to be an amazing week (I so decree it; ergo it must be), here is one of my favorite poems! It really does cheer me up–mainly because it makes me draw back my shoulders and say “Bring it On!” 🙂
How Did You Die
by Edmund Vance Cooke
Did you tackle that trouble that came your way With a resolute heart and cheerful? Or hide your face from the light of day With a craven soul and fearful? Oh, a trouble’s a ton, or a trouble’s an ounce Or a trouble is what you make it. And It isn’t the fact that you’re hurt that counts, But Only, How Did You Take It? You’re beaten to the earth? Well, well what’s that? Come up with a smiling face. It’s nothing against you to fall down flat, But to lie there? That’s Disgrace. The harder you’re thrown, why the higher you bounce! Be proud of your blackened eye! It isn’t the fact that you’re licked that counts, But how did you fight, and why?