The author of this poem is William Herbert Carruth
It is glory enough to have shouted the name
Of the living God in the teeth of an army
of foes;
To have thrown all prudence and fore-
thought away
And for once to have followed the call of
the soul
Out into the danger of darkness, of ruin
and death.
To have counseled with right, not success,
for once,
Is glory enough for one day.
It is glory enough for one day
To have dreamed the bright dream of the
reign of right;
To have fastened your faith like a flag to
that immaterial staff
And have marched away, forgetting your
base of supplies.
And while the worldly-wise see nothing but
shame and ignoble retreat,
And tho far ahead the heart may faint and
the flesh prove weak--
To have dreamed that bold dream is glory
enough,
Is glory enough for one day.
