Classic Poem

Ah , I have striven, I have striven,
—That it might vanish as the smoke;
Angels remember it in heaven.
In vain I have striven, I have striven
—To forget the word that I spoke.

See, I am fighting, I am fighting
—That I may bring it to nought.
It is written in fiery writing,
In vain I am fighting, I am fighting
—To forget the thought that I thought.