Say Not the Struggle Naught Availeth

by Arthur Hugh Clough (1855) — a poem card from Justes Mots

A reminder that while you battle on one front and seem to fail, the tide is quietly coming in behind you.

SAY not the struggle naught availeth,
The labour and the wounds are vain,
The enemy faints not, nor faileth,
And as things have been they remain.

If hopes were dupes, fears may be liars;
It may be, in yon smoke conceal'd,
Your comrades chase e'en now the fliers,…

Themes: encouragement · recovery