Treasure Island

George Eliot

(22 November 1819 - 22 December 1880 / Warwickshire, England)

Count That Day Lost


If you sit down at set of sun
And count the acts that you have done,
And, counting, find
One self-denying deed, one word
That eased the heart of him who heard,
One glance most kind
That fell like sunshine where it went --
Then you may count that day well spent.

But if, through all the livelong day,
You've cheered no heart, by yea or nay --
If, through it all
You've nothing done that you can trace
That brought the sunshine to one face--
No act most small
That helped some soul and nothing cost --
Then count that day as worse than lost.

Submitted: Thursday, January 01, 2004

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  • * Sunprincess * (5/14/2014 7:27:00 PM)

    ...........truly a wonderful poem....to give someone a smile or a helping hand will make your day brighter....enjoyed... (Report) Reply

  • Gilad Cohen (9/30/2012 5:44:00 AM)

    Hi ive got a question:
    When is a day well spent according to the poet?

    And what makes a day ? worse than lost ? according to the poet?

    Thanks. (Report) Reply

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