(@3With acknowledgments to George Matthew Adams@1) What is the profit that men can find In the frozen North or the jungle heat? What is the vision they hold in mind When they face the hardships that they must meet? It cannot pay, yet they see it through And the magic purpose that keeps them to it, Is doing the work that they want to do In the way that they want to do it. It isn't money, it isn't fame, That stirs the soul to a true adventure, Or makes men stick to the grimmest game In spite of ridicule, doubt and censure. It's just the spirit that holds you true To what you've started, and bears you through it; It's doing the work that you want to do In the way that you want to do it. Oh, the weary souls who are chained by chance To a treadmill track they must always amble, Who never thrilled to a mad romance, Who feared the risk of a mighty gamble. @3They@1 are the failures in life, not those Who dreamed and struggled and risked and lost, Who toiled and battled and baked and froze But never flinched when the dice were tossed. It's the thought that lifts us above the beast, The dream that moves us to discontent, The thing that's driven us west and east And conquered ocean and continent; And when we win to the heaven true We'll find a place, when we come to view it, Where men do work that they want to do In the way that they want to do it! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONNET; OXFORD, 1916 by GEORGE SANTAYANA THE GRAVE OF A POETESS by FELICIA DOROTHEA HEMANS POLYHYMNIA: VERSES TO LORD NORREYS, SELECTION by WILLIAM BASSE THE GUEST OF PHINEUS by WILLIAM ROSE BENET THE MYSTIC CIRCLE by ABBIE FARWELL BROWN TIME'S REVENGES by ROBERT BROWNING SONG TO HER AGAIN, SHE BURNING IN FEVER by THOMAS CAREW TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 3. A SPRIG OF ARISTOCRACY by EDWARD CARPENTER |