Never Too Late: Poem by Longfellow

Never Too Late Poem
“It is too late! Ah, nothing is too late—
Cato learned Greek at eighty;
Sophocles
Wrote his grand “Oedipus,” and Simonides
Bore off the prize of verse from his compeers
When each had numbered more than fourscore years;
And Theophrastus, at fourscore and ten,
Had begun his “Characters of Men.”
Chaucer, at Woodstock, with his nightingales,
At sixty wrote the “Canterbury Tales.”
Goethe, at Weimar, toiling to the last,
Completed “Faust” when eighty years were past.
What then? Shall we sit idly down and say,
“The night has come; it is no longer day”?
For age is opportunity no less
Than youth itself, though in another dress.
And as the evening twilight fades away,
The sky is filled with stars, invisible by day.
It is never too late to start doing what is right.
Never.
-Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Type in your email below to get an inspirational thought-of-the-day every morning!
Name
Email
Again, please make sure to enter your info above and press Submit.

Leave a Reply

  1. This is a really good poem. I love reading poetry and writing it. Lately I’ve been posting a lot of poems on . The site is running a free poetry contest this month that has a cash prize I hoping to win.

  2. what a great site and informative posts, I will add a backlink and bookmark your site. Keep up the good work!

    I’m Out! 🙂