Poems (Linn)/The True Self

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4649393Poems — The True SelfEdith Willis Linn
THE TRUE SELF.
WHAT though we fail! through failure
The spirit learns to rise.
Upon the soul we bear the marks
Of strife and sacrifice.

That which we dream of doing,
That which we wish to be,
That which our prayer is pleading
With pure intensity:—

This is the truest nature,
The God-like and the strong;
Struggling and yearning upward
Through failure and through wrong.