Poetry

For Those Who Fail

by Joaquin Miller

  • All honor to him who shall win the prize,"
  • The world has cried for a thousand years;
  • But to him who tries, and who fails and dies,
  • I give great honor and glory and tears:

  • Give glory and honor and pitiful tears
  • To all who fail in their deeds sublime;
  • Their ghosts are many in the van of years,
  • They were born with Time, in advance of Time.

  • Oh, great is the hero who wins a name,
  • But greater many and many a time
  • Some pale-faced fellow who dies in shame,
  • And lets God finish the thought sublime.

  • And great is the man with a sword undrawn,
  • And good is the man who refrains from wine;
  • But the man who fails and yet still fights on,
  • Lo, he is the twin-born brother of mine.