Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс)
I Will Be Worthy of It
I may not reach the heights I seek, My untried strength may fail me; Or, half-way up the mountain peak Fierce tempests may assail me. But though that place I never gain, Herein lies comfort for my pain-- I will be worthy of it. I may not triumph in success, Despite my earnest labor; I may not grasp results that bless The efforts of my neighbor. But though my goal I never see This thought shall always dwell with me-- I will be worthy of it. The golden glory of Love's light May never fall on my way; My path may always lead through night, Like some deserted by-way But though life's dearest joy I miss There lies a nameless strength in this-- I will be worthy of it.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox’s other poems:
- The Phantom Ball
- The Giddy Girl
- The Awakening (I love the tropics, where sun and rain)
- The Bed
- The Plow of God
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