Success, the mark no mortal wit,
Or surest hand, can always hit:
For whatsoe'er we perpetrate,
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Success, the mark no mortal wit,
Or surest hand, can always hit:
For whatsoe'er we perpetrate,
We do but row, we're steer'd by Fate,
Which in success oft disinherits,
For spurious causes, noblest merits.

Fate is not an eagle, it creeps like a rat.

Fate is not an eagle, it creeps like a rat.

Can you make a mistake and miss your fate?

Can you make a mistake and miss your fate?

To bear is to conquer our fate.

To bear is to conquer our fate.

Many things happen between the cup and the lip.

Many things happen between the cup and the lip.

The bow is bent, the arrow flies,
The winged shaft of fate.

The bow is bent, the arrow flies,
The winged shaft of fate.

What fates impose, that men must needs abide; It boots not to resist both wind and tide

What fates impose, that men must needs abide; It boots not to resist both wind and tide

Fate is for those too weak to determine their own destiny.

Fate is for those too weak to determine their own destiny.

Thy fate is the common fate of all; Into each life some rain must fall.

Thy fate is the common fate of all; Into each life some rain must fall.