  Life with life is woven in. Neither sorrow nor delight, Neither nobleness nor sin, Known to one But falls upon All men with its grace or blight. He who sinks into despair, He who from his task recoils, Makes his fellow-laborers bear On life’s road A heavier load. Some one for each sluggard toils. What though failure crown our task! ’Tis the portal to success. Often Fortune wears a mask. Face the strife And live your life; Be no coward in distress! |
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