Classic Poem

The Rapids whiten: Eyes, be quick and clear!
The Task is not to Paddle, but to Steer.

The Spider spreads her Web; but Webs are Things
Not feared by Flies that rightly use their Wings.

I N Time of Shipwreck make it still your Aim
To Save; let others wrangle Whom to Blame.

H E who Fears to Suffer here,
Suffers overmuch from Fear.

I N Doubt and Dread the Simple Soul may find
The straight, clear Path to which the Shrewd are blind.