There Is But Little Hope for Slaves of Fortune

Music : Fugue in F Minor
By Dimitri Shostakovich. Sequenced byJ. Marques.

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There is but little hope for slaves of fortune,
Who will not share their failures with their will.
Mastered by the wind, they blame their portion
On chance, which sets their course for good or ill.
But one's bad luck fits snug on who one is;
One's fortune is the lyrics of one's song.
Each will find the label that is his
Upon the luggage he has brought along.
To be a cause, one must first admit
That one was never merely an effect.
Freedom comes to those who shoulder it,
Bearing weight that others would reject.
Slaves believe they read, while masters know
They write, though angels sing and cold winds blow.

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