Not for thyself, but for the sake of Song,
Strive to succeed as others have, who
gave
Their lives unto her; shaping sure and
strong
Her lovely limbs that made them god and
slave.
Not for thyself, but for the sake of Art,
Strive to advance beyond the others’
best;
Winning a deeper secret from her heart
To hang it moonlike ’mid the starry
rest.