The sons of Hermes love to play, And only do their best when they Are told they oughtn’t; Apollo’s children never shrink From boring jobs but have to think Their work important. – W. H. Auden, Under Which Lyre Now, this is inspiring( atleast for me!!). Stole the poem from Paul’s site. Btw, did you [...]
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Posted in poem, tagged apollo, gay, inspiration, poem, work on September 17, 2008 | 4 Comments »
He worked by day And toiled by night. He gave up play And some delight. Dry books he read, New things to learn. And forged ahead, Success to earn. He plodded on with Faith and pluck; And when he won, Men called it luck -Anonymous
