The things that haven't been done before, Those
are the things to try; Columbus dreamed of an unknown
shore At the rim of the far-flung sky, And his
heart was bold and his faith was strong As he ventured
in dangers new, And he paid no heed to the jeering
throng Or the fears of the doubting crew.
The many will follow the beaten track With guideposts
on the way, They live and have lived for ages back
With a chart for every day. Someone has told
them it's safe to go On the road he has traveled
o'er, And all that they ever strive to know
Are the things that were known before.
A few
strike out, without map or chart, Where never a
man has been, From the beaten paths they draw apart
To see what no man has seen. There are deeds
they hunger alone to do; Though battered and bruised
and sore, They blaze the path for the many,
Who do nothing not done before.
The things that
haven't been done before Are the tasks worth while
to-day; Are you one of the flock that follows,
Or are you one that shall lead the way? Are
you one of the timid souls that quail At the jeers
of a doubting crew, Or dare you, whether you win
or fail, Strike out for a goal that's new