Something Left Undone

Something Left Undone

However zealously people work, something remains unfinished, and yesterday’s cares add weight to each new day. The accumulating burden seems beyond their strength, like the sky borne on the shoulders of dwarfs in Northern legends.

By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow · Genre: Reflective Poetry · 178 words

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Labor with what zeal we will, / Something still remains undone, / Something uncompleted still / Waits the rising of the sun.

By the bedside, on the stair, / At the threshold, near the gates, / With its menace or its prayer, / Like a mendicant it waits;

Waits, and will not go away; / Waits, and will not be gainsaid; / By the cares of yesterday / Each to-day is heavier made;

Till at length the burden seems / Greater than our strength can bear, / Heavy as the weight of dreams, / Pressing on us everywhere.

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unfinished work · labor · daily cares · burdens

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