You who are old —
And have fought the fight —
And have won or lost or left the field —
Weigh us not down
With fears of the world, as we run!
With the wisdom that is too right,
The warning to which we cannot yield,
The shadow that follows the sun,
Follows forever!
And with all that desire must leave undone,
Though as a god it endeavor;
Weigh, weigh us not down!
But gird our hope to believe —
That all that is done
Is done by dream and daring —
Bid us dream on!
That Earth was not born
Or Heaven built of bewaring —
Yield us the dawn!
You dreamt your hour — and dared, but we
Would dream till all you despaired of be;
Would dare — till the world,
Won to a new wayfaring,
Be thence forever easier upward drawn!