Test Of Usefulness

By A. C. Shaw

The cap, the gown, the robe, the crown,
The titles of today –
Like mist before the morning sun,
Will surely pass away.

Conceal your learning while you may,
Nor list to emulation;
Let others seek the road to fame,
Strive not for reputation.

The hill is long and hard to climb
That leads you to success;
True greatness, after all, is just
A test of usefulness.

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