| Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (18331908). An American Anthology, 17871900. 1900. |
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| 360. Io Victis |
| | | By William Wetmore Story |
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| I SING the hymn of the conquered, who fell in the Battle of Life, | |
| The hymn of the wounded, the beaten, who died overwhelmed in the strife; | |
| Not the jubilant song of the victors, for whom the resounding acclaim | |
| Of nations was lifted in chorus, whose brows wore the chaplet of fame, | |
| But the hymn of the low and the humble, the weary, the broken in heart, | 5 |
| Who strove and who failed, acting bravely a silent and desperate part; | |
| Whose youth bore no flower on its branches, whose hopes burned in ashes away, | |
| From whose hands slipped the prize they had grasped at, who stood at the dying of day | |
| With the wreck of their life all around them, unpitied, unheeded, alone, | |
| With Death swooping down oer their failure, and all but their faith overthrown, | 10 |
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| While the voice of the world shouts its chorus,its paean for those who have won; | |
| While the trumpet is sounding triumphant, and high to the breeze and the sun | |
| Glad banners are waving, hands clapping, and hurrying feet | |
| Thronging after the laurel-crowned victors, I stand on the field of defeat, | |
| In the shadow, with those who have fallen, and wounded, and dying, and there | 15 |
| Chant a requiem low, place my hand on their pain-knotted brows, breathe a prayer, | |
| Hold the hand that is helpless, and whisper, They only the victory win, | |
| Who have fought the good fight, and have vanquished the demon that tempts us within; | |
| Who have held to their faith unseduced by the prize that the world holds on high; | |
| Who have dared for a high cause to suffer, resist, fight,if need be, to die. | 20 |
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| Speak, History! who are Lifes victors? Unroll thy long annals, and say, | |
| Are they those whom the world called the victorswho won the success of a day? | |
| The martyrs, or Nero? Spartans, who fell at Thermopylæs tryst, | |
| Or the Persians and Xerxes? His judges or Socrates? Pilate or Christ? | |
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