time is conquered...

This a poem from Edward Rowland Sill, collected in the volume, "The Poets of Transcendentalism"

"LIFE

Forenoon and afternoon and night, —Forenoon,

And afternoon, and night, — Forenoon, and —

 what!

The empty song repeats itself. No more?

Yes, that is Life: make this forenoon sublime,

This afternoon a psalm, this night a prayer,

And Time is conquered, and thy crown is won."

 

Blessings