It's easy to fight when everything's right,
And you're mad with the thrill and the glory;
It's easy to cheer when victory's near,
And wallow in fields that are gory.
It's a different song when everything's wrong,
When you're feeling infernally mortal;
When it's ten against one, and hope there is none,
Buck up, little soldier, and chortle:
Carry on! Carry on!
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AFOOT and light-hearted, I take to the open road,
Healthy, free, the world before me,
The long brown path before me, leading wherever I choose.
Henceforth I ask not good-fortune--I myself am good fortune;
Henceforth I whimper no more, postpone no more, need nothing,
Strong and content, I travel the open road.
The earth--that is sufficient;
I do not want the constellations any nearer;
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Life has much poetry--and need to write,
And help he has from man and universe,
And over and over again life tries
To render--and to justify his work.
No poet does his best when first he tries,
Nor puts his work aside because he fails,
So life too--tears a page and a man dies,
And then life tries to write over again.
Without his fountain pen--the universe,
Without his papers, now they are dead men,
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This is what it was: Sometime in the recent but until now unrecorded
past, it was decided by certain ingenious and commercially forward-looking
cattle-ranchers in a certain large, modern Western nation which prides itself
on being nutritionally forward-looking, that since people are increasingly
nutrition-conscious, and increasingly insistent that "you are what you
eat," all cattle on the way to market were to be marked with brief
descriptive tags noting the favorite food of each animal; and also stating
approximately how much each ate of it. This, it was felt, would both delight
the diner and comfort the nutrition-conscious consumer: people would be able to
tell exactly what kind of flavor and texture of beef they were purchasing
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Hers was a lonely, shadowed lot;
Or so the unperceiving thought,
Who looked no deeper than her face,
Devoid of chiselled lines of grace –
No farther than her humble grate,
And wondered how she bore her fate.
Yet she was neither lone nor sad;
So much of love her spirit had,
She found an ever-flowing spring
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Mounting and mounting,
The mountaineer
at the mountain top mounts.
Heralding the irrevocable reality -
there is no ascension
at the mountain’s peak.
The gatherer gathers
all his greedy eyes can behold
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Dreams fade not away;
Our active efforts bring us
The crown of glory.
Stay with great hope,
Pray with belief,
Obey with discipline,
Play with dexterity,
Display cooperation,
Convey your trust,
Away let fear go,
Day-by-day, improve,
Dismay must be ejected,
May come setbacks,
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Experience that you earn,
Must be utilized profitably,
Sad memories, you must burn,
And pursue further indefatigably,
Hopefully wait for your turn,
One day, you will win indubitably,
If efforts produce no return,
Fret and fume not uncomfortably,
Pray to the Lord to show concern,
Without keeping silent unjustifiably,
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Please be ready,
With mind steady,
And body sturdy,
To find a remedy !
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When hard you try,
Problems soon die,
When sadly you cry,
Hope cuts the tie !
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