Wednesday, December 1, 2010

LUCK

He worked by day
And toiled by night.
He gave up play
And some delight.
Dry books he read,
New things to learn.
And forged ahead,
Success to earn.
He plodded on with
Faith and pluck;
And when he won,
Men called it luck.

12 comments:

  1. This is true....I have experienced it

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  2. Encouraged to forge further ahead

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  3. Encouraged to forge further ahead

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  4. The best poem I've read in the recent times...

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  5. Awesome poem. Touched me deeply

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  6. You do not own this poem. At least give some credit to original poet dude.

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  7. He probably did not know where he read it... Source as far as I could find:
    https://books.google.com/books?id=UitCAQAAIAAJ&pg=RA3-PA71&lpg=RA3-PA71&dq=He+worked+by+day+And+toiled+by+night.+He+gave+up+play+And+some+delight.+Dry+books+he+read,+New+things+to+learn.+And+forged+ahead,+Success+to+earn.+He+plodded+on+with&source=bl&ots=WyV1kOz4Ji&sig=VDwMck4WtgGdm1V2KRt7sfIsKzc&hl=en&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwiq35-PpIzfAhXqQ98KHVOtBpoQ6AEwDHoECAMQAQ#v=onepage&q=He%20worked%20by%20day%20And%20toiled%20by%20night.%20He%20gave%20up%20play%20And%20some%20delight.%20Dry%20books%20he%20read%2C%20New%20things%20to%20learn.%20And%20forged%20ahead%2C%20Success%20to%20earn.%20He%20plodded%20on%20with&f=false

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  8. Can someone tell me who wrote this? I have forever loved this poem, but cant recollect🤦🏻‍♀️

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