ONLY A FEW LINKS WANTING.
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Only a few links wanting, Earth's toilers oft exclaim, Only a few charmed linklets, To make life's perfect chain; Philosophers and statesmen, Poets and courtiers gay, And cunning craftsmen, at life's forge Echo the same each day.
The students of life's mysteries Toil hard, with stern resolve, The secrets of the universe To penetrate and solve; For most minds have some purpose, Some goal they fain would gain, Which they believe the linklet Wanting in life's grand chain.
The warrior risks dear life-blood, Others toil hard for fame; The Sage works on through midnight To earn an honoured name. The Lover pleads untiring, At the beloved one's feet, Each seeking the missed linklet That may life's chain complete.
Some seek the link in pleasure, In rioting and sin. Others, in forced retirement Of self, in cloisters dim. Some make the world's applauses Their sole reward and aim, Some torture gold to fashion The missed links of life's chain.
Strive on, ye band of workers, In faith and courage strong, Knowledge by labour entereth, Through perseverance long; No prize is half so precious As that obtained through pain, No means like self-denial, For perfecting life's chain.
Ever a something wanting, Ever, just one link more; Such is the hope-lit watchword Of pilgrims to heaven's shore, Nor till on that shore landed, Will missed links of life's chain Be found, and firmly welded, To sunder ne'er again.