Leap
Before
You
Look

The
sense
of
danger
must
not
disappear:
The
way
is
certainly
both
short
and
steep,
However
gradual
it
looks
from
here;
Look
if
you
like,
but
you
will
have
to
leap.

Tough-minded
men
get
mushy
in
their
sleep
And
break
the
by-laws
any
fool
can
keep;
It
is
not
the
convention
but
the
fear
That
has
a
tendency
to
disappear.

The
worried
efforts
of
the
busy
heap,
The
dirt,
the
imprecision,
and
the
beer
Produce
a
few
smart
wisecracke
every
year;


Laugh
if
you
can,
but
you
will
have
to
leap.

The
clothes
that
are
considered
right
to
wear
Will
not
be
either
sensible
or
cheap,
So
long
as
we
consent
to
live
like
sheep
And
never
mention
those
who
disappear.

Much
can
be
said
for
social
savior-faire,
Bu
to
rejoice
when
no
one
else
is
there
Is
even
harder
than
it
is
to
weep;
No
one
is
watching,
but
you
have
to
leap.

A
solitude
ten
thousand
fathoms
deep
Sustains
the
bed
on
which
we
lie,
my
dear:
Although
I
love
you,
you
will
have
to
leap;
Our
dream
of
safety
has
to
disappear.

— W. H. Auden