Not the Pilot
Not the pilot has charged himself to bring his ship into port,though beaten back and many times baffled;Not the pathfinder penetrating inland weary and long,By deserts parch’d, snows chill’d, rivers wet, perseveres till hereaches his destination,More than I have charged myself, heeded or unheeded, to composemarch for these States,For a battle-call, rousing to arms if need be, years, centuries hence.