LET it go on; let the love of this hour be poured out till all the answers are made, the last dollar spent and the last blood
gone.
  
Time runs with an ax and a hammer, time slides down the hallways with a pass-key and a master-key, and time gets by, time
wins.
  
Let the love of this hour go on; let all the oaths and children and people of this love be clean as a washed stone under a
waterfall in the sun.
  
Time is a young man with ballplayer legs, time runs a winning race against life and the clocks, time tickles with rust and
spots.
  
Let love go on; the heartbeats are measured out with a measuring glass, so many apiece to gamble with, to use and spend and
reckon; let love go on.

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Poet: Carl Sandburg
Poem: 17. Let Love Go On
Volume: Smoke and Steel
- IV. Playthings of the Wind
Year: Published/Written in 1922
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