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It was a noble Roman,
In Rome's imperial day, Who heard a coward croaker Before he castle say,- "They're safe in such a fortress: There is no way to shake it!" "On! on!" exclaimed the hero; "I'll find a way, or make it!" Is fame your asperation? Her path is steep and high; In vain he seeks her temple, Content to gaze and sigh. The shining throne is waiting, But he alone can take it Who says, with Roman firmness, "I'll find a way , or make it!" Is learning your ambition? There is no royal road; Alike the peer and peasant Must climb to her abode; Who feels the thirst for knowledge, In Helicon may slake it, If he hs still the Roman will "To find a way, or make it!; Are riches worth the getting? They must be bravely sought; With wishing and with fretting The boon can not be bought; To all the prize is open, But only he can take it, Who says, with Roman courage, "I'll find a way, or make it!" |
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