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by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

    ‘The slothful man saith, There is a lion in the way; a lion is in the
    street.’—PROVERBS xxvi. 13.

   There are no lions in the street;
      No lions in the way.
   Go seek the goal, thou slothful soul,
      Awake, awake, I say.

   Thou dost but dream of obstacles;
      In God’s great lexicon,
   That word illstarred, no page has marred;
      Press on, I say, press on.

   Nothing can keep thee from thine own
      But thine own slothful mind.
   To one who knocks, each door unlocks;
      And he who seeks, shall find.


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