I serve. With unaggressive mien I fit into The niche designed for me, nor murmuring raise That in the dull, eventless hours of praise No fair emoluments to me accrue. I serve. I serve the will of God. In my estate I train my soul contented to abide; Meseems 'tis nobler thus, than if I tried With futile efforts to o'erride my fate. I serve. Perchance the greater heroes scorn my part; Seen from their loftier altitude it may Appear ignoble. Be it so, I say, Their smiles derisive shall not vex my heart. I serve; From my appointed path nor sway nor swerve. What tho' the Eternal Wisdom did accord Mean use for me? His love is my reward If in mine own allotted sphere, I serve. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WINDFLOWER LEAF by CARL SANDBURG CHILDE ROLAND TO THE DARK TOWER CAME' by ROBERT BROWNING SONNET: ON A FAMILY PICTURE by THOMAS EDWARDS A TEAMSTER'S FAREWELL by CARL SANDBURG IN MEMORIAM A.H.H.: 119 by ALFRED TENNYSON |