596. Count That Day Lost by George Eliot

Published: Nov. 13, 2013, 9 a.m.

b"George Eliot (Mary Ann Evans) read by Classic Poetry Aloud: \\n\\nwww.classicpoetryaloud.com\\nTwitter: @classicpoetry\\nFacebook: www.facebook.com/poetryaloud\\n\\nGiving voice to the poetry of the past.\\n\\n---------------------------------------\\n\\nCount That Day Lost\\nby George Eliot (Mary Ann Evans) (1819 \\u2013 1880)\\n \\nIf you sit down at set of sun\\nAnd count the acts that you have done,\\nAnd, counting, find\\nOne self-denying deed, one word\\nThat eased the heart of him who heard, \\nOne glance most kind\\nThat fell like sunshine where it went -\\nThen you may count that day well spent.\\n\\nBut if, through all the livelong day,\\nYou've cheered no heart, by yea or nay -\\nIf, through it all\\nYou've nothing done that you can trace\\nThat brought the sunshine to one face-\\nNo act most small\\nThat helped some soul and nothing cost -\\nThen count that day as worse than lost. \\n\\n\\nReading \\xa9 Classic Poetry Aloud 2008"