Because I failed, shall I asperse the End <br />With scorn or doubt, my failure to excuse; <br />'Gainst arduous Truth my feeble falseness use, <br />Like that worst foe, a vain splenetic friend? <br />Deem'st thou, self-amorous fool, the High will bend <br />If that thy utmost stature prove too small? <br />Though thou be dwarf, some other is more tall. <br />The End is fixed; have faith; the means will mend. <br />Failures but carve a pathway to success; <br />Our force is many, so our aim be one: <br />The foremost drop; on, those behind must press. <br />What boots my doing, so the deed be done? <br />Let my poor body lie beneath the breach: <br />I clomb and fell; who stand on me will reach.<br /><br />Alfred Austin<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/because-i-failed-shall-i-asperse-the-end/
