Awake! arise! the hour is late! <br />Angels are knocking at thy door! <br />They are in haste and cannot wait, <br />And once departed come no more. <br /> <br />Awake! arise! the athlete's arm <br />Loses its strength by too much rest; <br />The fallow land, the untilled farm <br />Produces only weeds at best.<br /><br />Henry Wadsworth Longfellow<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-the-harbour-a-fragment/
