364. Say not the Struggle Naught Availeth by Arthur Hugh Clough
b"AH Clough read by Classic Poetry Aloud:\\nhttp://www.classicpoetryaloud.com/\\n\\nGiving voice to the poetry of the past.\\n\\n---------------------------------------------------\\n\\nSay not the Struggle Naught Availeth\\n\\nby Arthur Hugh Clough (1819 \\u2013 1861)\\n\\nSay not the struggle naught availeth, \\n The labour and the wounds are vain, \\nThe enemy faints not, nor faileth, \\n And as things have been they remain. \\n \\nIf hopes were dupes, fears may be liars; \\n It may be, in yon smoke conceal'd, \\nYour comrades chase e'en now the fliers, \\n And, but for you, possess the field. \\n \\nFor while the tired waves, vainly breaking, \\n Seem here no painful inch to gain, \\nFar back, through creeks and inlets making, \\n Comes silent, flooding in, the main. \\n \\nAnd not by eastern windows only, \\n When daylight comes, comes in the light; \\nIn front the sun climbs slow, how slowly! \\n But westward, look, the land is bright! \\n \\nFirst aired: 24 November 2007\\n\\nFor hundreds more poetry readings, visit the Classic Poetry Aloud index.\\n\\nReading \\xa9 Classic Poetry Aloud 2008"