Chapter I: SEE the work of others, and my heart

Sinks as my own achievement I compare.
--I will not be irresolute, nor despair,
But battle strongly for my struggling art

Convinced against conviction that my part
Equally with my masters I can bear;
Although their monuments are very fair,
Enriched with statues, and I stand apart

And gaze upon my little heap of stones
Which I was given to build with, very few
As yet laid into place, but I will lay

--Blind to these marble monuments and thrones,
Building as though I confidently knew
My ultimate end,--a stone in place each day.

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End of Project Gutenberg's Poems of West & East, by Vita Sackville-West