“A being possessed of gigantic frame!”
“He’s stolen your strength,” the Master cried,
“And Worry—too true—is the monster’s name!”
[THE PRIZE WINNER]
“The world owes me a living,” p’r’aps you’ve heard a body say,
“It is best to take life easy—’tis, in fact, the only way.”
So with loiterers and sluggards he in base contentment lies,
While the man who works and struggles is the one who wins the prize.
Some grope always in the valley—really can they ever stop