Poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

I Will Be Worthy of It

I may not reach the heights I seek,
   My untried strength may fail me;
Or, half-way up the mountain peak
   Fierce tempests may assail me.
But though that place I never gain,
   Herein lies comfort for my pain--
              I will be worthy of it.

I may not triumph in success,
   Despite my earnest labor;
I may not grasp results that bless
   The efforts of my neighbor.
But though my goal I never see
This thought shall always dwell with me--
             I will be worthy of it.

The golden glory of Love's light
   May never fall on my way;
My path may always lead through night,
   Like some deserted by-way
But though life's dearest joy I miss
There lies a nameless strength in this--
             I will be worthy of it. 

1. At the Boro Boedoer
2. Sonnets of Sorrow. 18. The wise ones tell me that my heart's wild clamour
3. Applause
4. The Beggar Cat
5. Bless the Babies

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