Part One: Life
 
               XXXIV
 
WHO never lost, are unprepared  
A coronet to find;  
Who never thirsted, flagons  
And cooling tamarind.  
 
Who never climbed the weary league—
Can such a foot explore  
The purple territories  
On Pizarro’s shore?  
 
How many legions overcome?  
The emperor will say.
How many colors taken  
On Revolution Day?  
 
How many bullets bearest?  
The royal scar hast thou?  
Angels, write “Promoted”  
On this soldier’s brow!

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