Old farmers, travelers, workmen (no matter how crippled or bent,) Old sailors, out of many a perilous voyage, storm and wreck, Old soldiers from campaigns, with all their wounds, defeats and scars; Enough that they've survived at all -- long life's unflinching ones! Forth from their struggles, trials, fights, to have emerged at all -- in that alone, True conquerors o'er all the rest. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON AN INVITATION TO THE UNITED STATES by THOMAS HARDY PARADISE LOST: BOOK 4 by JOHN MILTON SONNETS OF MANHOOD: 17. THE CHILD by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) PAULO POST ORDINATIONEM by JOSEPH BEAUMONT GORMFLAITH'S SONG, FR. KING LEAR'S WIFE by GORDON BOTTOMLEY |