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LA 8
"The clock of life is wound but once,
And no man has the power
To tell just when the hands will stop
At late or early hour.
To lose one's wealth is sad indeed.
Too lose one's health is more.
To lose one's soul is such a loss
That no man can restore."
Today, only is our own.
So live, love and toil with a will.
Place no faith in tommorrow,
For the clock may soon be still. By Robert H Smith
The meaning of this poem is a very deep one which explains the roots of life and what we should do with our lives. The sentence " The clock of life is wound but once," means that we only have one chance to live our life. We will not get another chance to live our lives. The next sentence" And no man has the power to tell just when the hands will stop" means that no one knows when they will die. "At late or early hour" means that it you can die young or old.
"To lose one's wealth is sad indeed, To lose one's health is much more" means that even though wealth is important, health is much more important. " To lose one's soul is such a loss that no man can restore" means that if you lose the will and health to survive then no one can help you. "Today is your own means that you only own today and must do whatever you want to finish today now.