Forth flashed the serpent streak of steel, <br />Consummate crown of man's device; <br />Down crashed upon an immobile <br />And brainless barrier of ice. <br />Courage! <br />The grey gods shoot a laughing lip: - <br />Let not faith founder with the ship! <br /> <br />We reel before the blows of fate; <br />Our stout souls stagger at the shock. <br />Oh! there is Something ultimate <br />Fixed faster than the living rock. <br />Courage! <br />Catastrophe beyond belief <br />Harden our hearts to fear and grief! <br /> <br />The gods upon the Titans shower <br />Their high intolerable scorn; <br />But no god knoweth in what hour <br />A new Prometheus may be born. <br />Courage! <br />Man to his doom goes driving down; <br />A crown of thorns is still a crown! <br /> <br />No power of nature shall withstand <br />At last the spirit of mankind: <br />It is not built upon the sand; <br />It is not wastrel to the wind. <br />Courage! <br />Disaster and destruction tend <br />To taller triumph in the end.<br /><br />Aleister Crowley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-titanic/
