LEARN to endure With no weak cry The thrusts of Fate; Forever sure The gods are nigh, With hearts elate, When men are strong To do and dare. Not clinging vine, But towering oak, The gods delight. Who match their might With might divine, And fear no ill That Fate can do, The gods reward. The dauntless heart, Unyielding will, And vision clear, New life impart,— New joy inspire; While grief and fear Are man's defeat. Dry every tear, The future face; Let no disgrace Of base retreat, The gods enrage. Meet every foe With blow for blow, And e'en the gods Themselves engage. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SEMANTICS OF FLOWERS ON MEMORIAL DAY by BOB HICOK GOOD-BYE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE REWARD by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON THE WALL STREET PIT, MAY, 1901 by EDWIN MARKHAM SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: MAGRADY GRAHAM by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |