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THE STRUGGLE OF ENDOWMENT WITH FORTUNE. |
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Poems descriptive, dramatic, legendary and contemplative | ||
THE STRUGGLE OF ENDOWMENT WITH FORTUNE.
When thou shalt put my name upon the tomb,Write under it, “Here lies the weariest man
That ever struggled with a wayward ban,
The victim from his birth-hour to a doom
That made all nature war against his will;
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To patient courage and ambition still;
His tasks decreed, his industry decried;
And left him weary of the sun, whose flight
Brought him the gloom without the peace of night.
His toilsome pathway ever was uphill,—
A hill forever growing,—still his draught
Was water in a sieve that could not fill,
And bitter was his cup, or drunk, or left unquaff'd.”
Poems descriptive, dramatic, legendary and contemplative | ||