STAND fast by the ideal. Hero be, You in your youth, as he from youth to age. Dare to be last, least, in good modesty, Nor fret thy soul for speedier heritage. Even as he lived, live thou, laborious, sage, Yielding thy flower, leaf, fruitage seasonably, Content if but some beauty in Time's page Out of thy being spring and live through thee. Churl Fame shall grudge (ah, let it grudge!) thee glory. Knaves have earned that. Behold, the blossoming thorn Emblazoneth the hedge where fools made foray, Redeemeth their sad flouts and jibes forlorn. Ere thou shalt guess, the nightingale thy story Learning shall speak of thee and shame their scorn. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE RUSH OF THE OREGON by ARTHUR GUITERMAN TO A GENTLEMAN & LADY ON THE DEATH ... CHILD NAMED AVIS by PHILLIS WHEATLEY SONNET WRITTEN IN THE FALL OF 1914: 1 by GEORGE EDWARD WOODBERRY SONNETS OF MANHOOD: 29. CHRIST AND ENGLAND by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) DISCOVERY by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE ALL THESE MAKE MUSIC by ANNA SHAW BUCK |