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perfection of the life, or of the work, And if it take the second must refuse A heavenly mansion, raging in the dark. When all that story's finished, what's the news? In luck or out the toil has left its mark: That old perplexity an empty purse, Or the day's vanity, the night's remorse.
 * ||  || The intellect of man is forced to choose
 * ||  || The intellect of man is forced to choose

This poem is called the Choice. Its the argument whether to choose to work a lot in yuor life, or take the life you have been given and make it well. You can either take the riches and marterial goods and live in the dark, the eveil of life, or really focus on whats important. At the end of your life, is the story finished? did he leave a mark on anyones life or make a differece? Or was his life empty without any signifigance? At the end of each day, did he choose to live his life to his greatest abililties, or did he regret not doing his best. ||  ||   ||