Weekly Contest
Classic poem of the day
Rise ! for the day is passing,
And you lie dreaming on;
The others have buckled their armor,
And forth to the fight are gone:
A place in the ranks awaits you,
Each man has some part to play;
The Past and Future are nothing,
In the face of the stern To-day.
Rise from your dreams of the Future,
Of gaining some hard-fought field;
Of storming some airy fortress,
Or bidding some giant yield;
Your Future has deeds of glory,
Of honor (God giant it may!)
But your arm will never be stronger,
Or the need so great as To-day.
Rise! if the Past detains you,
Her sunshine and storms forget;
No chains so unworthy to hold you
As those of a vain regret:
Sad or bright, she is lifeless ever;
Cast her phantom arms away,
Nor look back, save to learn the lesson
Of a nobler strife To-day.
Rise! for the day is passing;
The sound that you scarcely hear
Is the enemy marching to battle: —
Arise! for the foe is here!
Stay not to sharpen your weapons,
Or the hour will strike at last,
When from dreams of a coming battle,
You may wake to find it past!
member poem of the day
229. Farewell to Cui
Pei Di
Traversing mountains thin and deep
And on through hills and dales revered;
For just a day you’ll be a man
Of Eden, land of love and cheer.
Chinese | Pronunciation |
送崔九 | Sòng cuī jiǔ |
歸山深淺去, | Guī shān shēn qiǎn qù, |
須盡丘壑笑。 | Xū jìn qiū hè xiào。 |
莫學武陵人, | Mò xué wǔ líng rén, |