When is it proper to be proud of those
Whose glories we have had no hand in making?
When is it proper that we should be taking
Pride in a work we did not do? Who knows.
All that I'm sure of is that I take joy
From watching those I love succeed, no matter
If I'm involved in it; I do not flatter
Myself in them, nor claim I should alloy
Their greatness with my own, but simply smile
And call that happiness that I receive
From their achievements, pride. When I perceive
Such things as make their happiness worthwhile
I am so proud I do not care what name
Is given to that pride, nor yet what blame.
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