The Victory
To do the tasks of life, and be not lost;
To mingle, yet dwell apart;
To be by roughest seas how rudely tossed,
Yet bate no jot of heart;
To hold thy course among the heavenly stars,
Yet dwell upon the earth;
To stand behind Fate’s firm-laid prison bars,
Yet win all Freedom’s worth.
—Sydney Henry Morse.
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