"One who never turned his back
         but marched breast forward,
Never doubted clouds would
         break,
Never dreamed, though right
          were worsted, wrong would
                    triumph,
Held  we fall to rise, are baffled
          to fight better, sleep to
                    to wake."

(emphasis supplied)
      
         -(fro)  Robert Browning's
          (poem) "Epilogue to
          Asolando."