Read it through once

“He gathers earth’s WHOLE GOOD into his arms, standing, as man, now, stately, strong and wise--marching to fortune, not surprised by her: one great aim, like a guiding star above--which tasks strength, wisdom, stateliness, to lift his manhood to the height that takes the prize; a prize not near--lest overlooking earth, he rashly spring to seize it--nor remote, so that he rests upon his path content: but day by day, while shimmering grows shine, and the faint circlet prophesies the orb, he sees so much as, just evolving these, the stateliness, the wisdom, and the strength to due completion, will suffice this life, and lead him at his grandest to the grave.”