I do
not think all failure's undeserved,
And all success is merely someone's luck;
Some men are down because they were unnerved,
And some are up because they kept their
pluck.
Some men are down because they chose to
shirk;
Some men are high because they did their
work.
I do not think that all the poor are good,
That riches are the uniform of shame;
The beggar might have conquered if he would,
And that he begs, the world is not to
blame.
Misfortune is not all that comes to mar;
Most men, themselves, have shaped the things
they are.
by Edgar Albert Guest
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