I know that the soul is aidedSometimes by the heart's unrest,And to grow means often to suffer --But whatever is--is best.

I know that the soul is aided
Sometimes by the heart's unrest,
And to grow means often to suffer --
But whatever is--is best.

The human Will, that force unseen,The offspring of a deathless Soul,Can hew the way to any goal,Though walls of granite intervene.

Thou hast but to resolve, and lo! God’s wholeGreat universe shall fortify thy soul.

Each well-born soul must win what it deserves.Let the fool prate of luck. The fortunateIs he whose earnest purpose never swerves,Whose slightest action or inaction servesThe one great aim.

Let there be many windows to your soul, that all the glory of the world may beautify it.