Resolution

I see the work of others, and my heart
Sinks as my own achievement I compare.
I will not be irresolute, nor despair,
But battle strongly for my struggling art

Convinced against conviction that my part
Equally with my masters I can bear;
Although their monuments are very fair,
Enriched with statues, and I stand apart

And gaze upon my little heap of stones
Which I was given to build with, very few
As yet laid into place, but I will lay

Blind to these marble monuments and thrones,
Building as though I confidently knew
My ultimate end,, a stone in place each day.

Victoria Mary Sackville-west The copyright of the poems published here are belong to their poets. Internetpoem.com is a non-profit poetry portal. All information in here has been published only for educational and informational purposes.