“So You will be what you will to be; Let failure find its false content In that poor word, 'environment,' But spirit scorns it, and is free. “It masters time, it conquers space; It cowes that boastful trickster, Chance, And bids the tyrant Circumstance Uncrown, and fill a servant's place. “The human Will, that force unseen, The offspring of a deathless Soul, Can hew a way to any goal, Though walls of granite intervene. “Be not impatient in delays But wait as one who understands; When spirit rises and commands The gods are ready to obey.”
