PRESS ON.
Press on! Why shouldst thou falter? Forward, soul!When, tempest-like, the conflict surges past;Though o'er thee seething waves of trouble roll,They cannot last.Press on! nor faint, nor fail, whate'er betide;May each successive blow be bravely met,For hope shall cleave the closer to thy sideAnd save thee yet.Press on! Why shouldst thou falter? Forward, soul!What matter though the way is rough and wild?If thou canst keep thine eye upon the goal,Be reconciled.Press on! the fierce assailant boldly facedIs half subdued, and he who will may climb;That life upon a good foundation basedHas conquered Time.
Press on! Why shouldst thou falter? Forward, soul!When, tempest-like, the conflict surges past;Though o'er thee seething waves of trouble roll,They cannot last.Press on! nor faint, nor fail, whate'er betide;May each successive blow be bravely met,For hope shall cleave the closer to thy sideAnd save thee yet.Press on! Why shouldst thou falter? Forward, soul!What matter though the way is rough and wild?If thou canst keep thine eye upon the goal,Be reconciled.Press on! the fierce assailant boldly facedIs half subdued, and he who will may climb;That life upon a good foundation basedHas conquered Time.
Press on! Why shouldst thou falter? Forward, soul!When, tempest-like, the conflict surges past;Though o'er thee seething waves of trouble roll,They cannot last.
Press on! Why shouldst thou falter? Forward, soul!
When, tempest-like, the conflict surges past;
Though o'er thee seething waves of trouble roll,
They cannot last.
Press on! nor faint, nor fail, whate'er betide;May each successive blow be bravely met,For hope shall cleave the closer to thy sideAnd save thee yet.
Press on! nor faint, nor fail, whate'er betide;
May each successive blow be bravely met,
For hope shall cleave the closer to thy side
And save thee yet.
Press on! Why shouldst thou falter? Forward, soul!What matter though the way is rough and wild?If thou canst keep thine eye upon the goal,Be reconciled.
Press on! Why shouldst thou falter? Forward, soul!
What matter though the way is rough and wild?
If thou canst keep thine eye upon the goal,
Be reconciled.
Press on! the fierce assailant boldly facedIs half subdued, and he who will may climb;That life upon a good foundation basedHas conquered Time.
Press on! the fierce assailant boldly faced
Is half subdued, and he who will may climb;
That life upon a good foundation based
Has conquered Time.