<h2><SPAN name="page41"></SPAN><span class="pagenum"></span>SUCCESS</h2>
<p class="poetry">As we gaze up life’s slope, as we gaze<br/>
In the morn, ere the dewdrops are dry,<br/>
What splendour hangs over the ways,<br/>
What glory gleams there in the sky,<br/>
What pleasures seem waiting us, high<br/>
On the peak of that beauteous slope,<br/>
What rainbow-hued colours of hope,<br/>
As we gaze!</p>
<p class="poetry">As we climb up the hill, as we climb,<br/>
Our hearts, our illusions, are rent:<br/>
For Fate, who is spouse of old Time,<br/>
Is jealous of youth and content.<br/>
With brows that are brooding and bent<br/>
She shadows our sunlight of gold,<br/>
And the way grows lonely and cold<br/>
As we climb.</p>
<p class="poetry"><SPAN name="page42"></SPAN><span class="pagenum">p.
42</span>As we toil on, through trouble and pain,<br/>
There are hands that will shelter and feed;<br/>
But once let us dare to <i>attain</i>—<br/>
They will bruise our bare hearts till they bleed.<br/>
’Tis the worst of all crimes to succeed,<br/>
Know this as ye feast on a crust,<br/>
Know this in the darkness and dust,<br/>
Ye who climb.</p>
<p class="poetry">As we stand on the heights of success,<br/>
Lo! success seems as sad as defeat!<br/>
Through the lives we may succour and bless<br/>
Alone may its litter turn sweet!<br/>
And the world lying there at our feet,<br/>
With its cavilling praise and its sneer,<br/>
We must pity, condone, but not hear,<br/>
Where we stand.</p>
<p class="poetry">As we live on those heights, we must live<br/>
With the courage and pride of a god;<br/>
For the world, it has nothing to give<br/>
But the scourge of the lash and the rod.<br/>
Our thoughts must be noble and broad,<br/>
Our purpose must challenge men’s gaze,<br/>
While we seek not their blame or their praise<br/>
As we live.</p>
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