“IF ”
’Twixt what thou art, and what thou wouldst be'/ let No ‘‘ If ” arise on-which to lay the blame. Man makes a, mountain of that puny word! But, like a blade of grass before the scythe, It falls and withers, when a human will Stirr’d by creative force, sweeps tow’rd its aim. Thou; wilt be what thou couldst be. Circumstance Is but the toy of genius. When a soul Burns with a god-like purpose to achieve, All obstacles between it and its goal Must vanish as the dew Before the rising sun. “ If ” is the motto of the dilettant And idla dreamer; ’tis the poor excuse Of mediocrity. The truly great Know, not the word, or know it but to scorn; Else had Joan of Arc a peasant died, Uncrown’d by glory, and by men unsung.
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Southern Cross, Volume 1, Issue 18, 29 July 1893, Page 3
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136“IF” Southern Cross, Volume 1, Issue 18, 29 July 1893, Page 3
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