FEAR not, dear friend, but freely live your days <br />Though lesser lives should suffer. Such am I, <br />A lesser life, that what is his of sky <br />Gladly would give for you, and what of praise. <br />Step, without trouble, down the sunlit ways. <br />We that have touched your raiment, are made whole <br />From all the selfish cankers of man's soul, <br />And we would see you happy, dear, or die. <br />Therefore be brave, and therefore, dear, be free; <br />Try all things resolutely, till the best, <br />Out of all lesser betters, you shall find; <br />And we, who have learned greatness from you, we, <br />Your lovers, with a still, contented mind, <br />See you well anchored in some port of rest.<br /><br />Robert Louis Stevenson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fear-not-dear-friend-but-freely-live-your-days/
