Woman is the lesser man.

All Life needs for life is possible to will.

Fill the cup, and fill the can: Have a rouse before the morn: Every moment dies a man, Every moment one is born.

A life of nothing's nothing worth, From that first nothing ere his birth, To that last nothing under earth.

Sunset and evening star, And one clear call for me! And may there be no moaning of the bar When I put out to sea.

Never, oh! never, nothing will die; The stream flows, The wind blows, The cloud fleets, The heart beats, Nothing will die.

So many worlds, so much to do, so little done, such things to be.