Have just tweeted a snip of this Longfellow extract and I think it deserves a better airing:
What then? Shall we sit idly down and say the night has come it is no longer day?
Something remains for us to do or dare; Even the oldest tree some fruit may bear;
For age is opportunity no less than youth itself, though in another dress
and as the twilight fades away the sky is filled with stars invisible by day.
One of my Grandmother’s favourite quotes