The easy roads are crowded And the level roads are jammed; The pleasant little rivers With the drifting folks are crammed. But off yonder where it's rocky, Where you get a better view, You will find the ranks are thinning And the travelers are few. Where the going's smooth and pleasant You will always find the throng, For the many, more's the pity, Seem to like to drift along. But the steeps that call for courage, And the task that's hard to do In the end result in glory For the never-wavering few. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: MRS. CHARLES BLISS by EDGAR LEE MASTERS COLLOQUE SENTIMENTAL by PAUL VERLAINE AN ODE TO THE RAIN by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE THE BLUEBIRD by EMILY DICKINSON THE RUBAIYAT, 1879 EDITION: 15 by OMAR KHAYYAM |