Analysis of Thought-Magnets

With each strong thought, with every earnest longing
 For aught thou deemest needful to thy soul,
Invisible vast forces are set thronging
 Between thee and that goal.

‘Tis only when some hidden weakness alters
 And changes thy desire, or makes it less,
That this mysterious army ever falters
 Or stops short of success.

Thought is a magnet; and the longed-for pleasure
 Or boon, or aim, or object, is the steel;
And is attainment hangs but on the measure
 Of what thy soul can feel.