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| Sunday, October 18, 2009
'Say Not The Struggle Nought Availeth' Writer: Arthur Hugh Clough (1819-1861)Say not the struggle not availeth, The labour and the wounds are vain, The enemy faints not, nor faileth, And as things have been, things remain. If hopes were dupes, fears may be liars; It may be, in yon smoke concealed, Your comrades chase e'en now the fliers, And, but for you, possess the field. For while the tired waves, vainly breaking, Seem here no painful inch to gain, Far back through creeks and inlets making Came, silent, flooding in, the main, And not by eastern windows only, When daylight comes, comes in the light, In front the sun climbs slow, how slowly, But westward, look, the land is bright.  Arthur Hugh Clough (January 1, 1819 – November 13, 1861) was an English poet, the brother of suffragist Anne Clough (who ended up as principal of Newnham College, Cambridge), and assistant to ground-breaking nurse Florence Nightingale. See Wikipedia articleTo read more about Arthur Hugh Clough, please click the following links: 1. victorianweb.org article 2. Encyclopedia Britannica article Image Source
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