Say not the Struggle Nought Availeth
Arthur Hugh Clough
1819 to 1861
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Reconstruct the poem by dragging each line into its correct position. Your goal is to reassemble the original poem as accurately as possible. As you move the lines, you'll see whether your arrangement is correct, helping you explore the poem's flow and meaning. You can also print out the jumbled poem to cut up and reassemble in the classroom. Either way, take your time, enjoy the process, and discover how the poet's words come together to create something truly beautiful.
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And not by eastern windows only,
It may be, in yon smoke concealed,
Far back, through creeks and inlets making,
Comes silent, flooding in, the main.
And as things have been they remain.
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,
The labour and the wounds are vain,
Say not, the struggle nought availeth,
In front, the sun climbs slow, how slowly,
The enemy faints not, nor faileth,
When daylight comes, comes in the light,
If hopes were dupes, fears may be liars;
But westward, look, the land is bright.