poem of la mancha

I like this poem very much.
The poem of La Mancha

To dream with impossible dream,
To fight with unbeatable foe,
To bear the unbearable sorrow, 
To run where the brave dear not to go,
To love the poor and chest the from a far,
To right the unforgivable wrong,
To try when your arm are to weary,
To rich the unreachable star,
No matter how place, no matter how far,
To fight for the right,
Without questions, without pause,
To be willing to march into hell, for heavenly cause.