I am, nor otherwise desire to be
A scion of the earth’s most virile age.
Of time? I ask but time my strength to gauge.
Of place? No matter where I should not flee.
With joy I view the world’s complexity.
If great the difficulty, huge the wage;
If large the audience, then good the stage.
I fail unmarked; I win, the world’s for me.
I know no jealous god, I have no fear.
While others hide their face, my eyes are clear.
I know my finite life, nor ask for more.
Of laws, know this, no law but this endure;
Thine own true present happiness ensure,
For thy own judgement is to thee most sore.
The Freshman Yearbook, 1925