have hoped, I have planned, I have striven,
To the will I have
added the deed;
The best that was in me I've given,
prayed, but the gods would not heed.
I have dared and reached
I have battled and broken my lance;
I am bruised
by a pitiless master
That the weak and the timid call Chance.
I am old, I am bent, I am cheated
Of all that Youth urged me to
But name me not with the defeated,
To-morrow again, I