'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.

Poems of Progress and New Thought Pastels by Ella Wheeler Wilcox.
London: Gay & Hancock, 1911.

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