The Poetry Corner

Success

By Madison Julius Cawein

How some succeed who have least need, In that they make no effort for! And pluck, where others pluck a weed, The burning blossom of a star, Grown from no earthly seed. For some shall reap that never sow; And some shall toil and not attain, - What boots it in ourselves to know Such labor here is not in vain, When we still see it so!