As you massacre the part you have to play:
You may come before the curtain
And erect your ragged crest,
If you’re absolutely certain
That you’ve done your level best!
If you’re put away like lumber, on the very topmost shelf,
And the phalanx of Success’s pets condemn,
Just remember most approval worth a cent comes from yourself,
And heave brick for brick, “Old Failure!” back at them:
For no matter how they mutter,