A very short poem to ponder

I heard this poem on the radio today and memorized one line of it to look up at home. The poet was an Australian horseman, born in the Azores, named Adam Lindsay Gordon, who died in 1870. The poem is only two stanzas long, but the last four lines are the most famous:

Question not, but live and labour
Till yon goal be won;
Helping every feeble neighbour,
Seeking help from none.


Life is mainly Froth and Bubble
Two things stand like stone-
Kindness in another's trouble.
Courage in your own.

I could take issue with the line, "seeking help from none," but, on the whole, I like it.