Say not the struggle naught availeth

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Say not the struggle naught availeth,
the wounds and labour are in vain,
the fearsome foe faints not, nor faileth,
and all unchanging doth remain.

  For not by eastern windows only,
  when daylight comes, comes in the light;
  in front the sun climbs slow, how slowly,
  but westward, look, the land is bright.

If hopes were dupes, fears may be liars.
It may be, in yon smoke concealed,
our comrades chase e'en now the fliers,
and, but for us, possess the field.

  For not by eastern windows only,
  when daylight comes, comes in the light;
  in front the sun climbs slow, how slowly,
  but westward, look, the land is bright.

For while the tired waves, vainly breaking
seem here no painful inch to gain,
far back through creeks and inlets making,
comes silent, flooding in, the main.

  For not by eastern windows only,
  when daylight comes, comes in the light;
  in front the sun climbs slow, how slowly,
  but westward, look, the land is bright.

Song Details

Title: Say not the struggle naught availeth
Text: Arthur Hugh Clough, 1849, alt.
Tune: WAYFARING STRANGER
Music: American traditional; arr. Kenan Schaefkofer, 2021
Key: D minor
Meter: 98.98 D
Date Added: 2021/05/11

Alternate words

I am a poor wayfaring stranger