Loss And Gain

by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

         When I compare
    What I have lost with what I have gained,
    What I have missed with what attained,
        Little room do I find for pride.

         I am aware
    How many days have been idly spent;
    How like an arrow the good intent
        Has fallen short or been turned aside.

         But who shall dare
    To measure loss and gain in this wise?
    Defeat may be victory in disguise;
        The lowest ebb is the turn of the tide.