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SUCCESS
How some succeed, who have least need,
In that they make no effort for!
And pluck, where others pluck a weed,
The burning blossom of a star,
Grown from no earthly seed.
In that they make no effort for!
And pluck, where others pluck a weed,
The burning blossom of a star,
Grown from no earthly seed.
For some shall reap who never sow;
And some shall toil and ne'er attain—
What boots it, in ourselves to know
Such labor here is not in vain,
When we still see it so!
And some shall toil and ne'er attain—
What boots it, in ourselves to know
Such labor here is not in vain,
When we still see it so!
| The poems of Madison Cawein | |