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IN THE FORUM OF JUSTICE, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: Pass. Pass. Pass. Thou hast had thine hour
Last Line: To rush on and win with thy pitiful lance.
Subject(s): Track Athletics; Victory; Running Races; Pole Vaulting; Discus Throwing; Shot Putting; Running Hurdles


PASS. Pass. Pass. Thou hast had thine hour
To sow in and reap. Is it thistle for flower?
'T is the seed is at fault, e'en though Jove stayed the shower;
Make way for thy comrade with double thy dower.

Halt. Halt. Halt. There was given thee grace
To begin with the best and their records efface
Had thy sandals been winged. Step down from the race.
One swifter than thou art would run in thy place.

Cease. Cease. Cease. Thou hast had thy chance.
Must a Pallas attend thee, to ward off mischance?
Let fall thy vain weapon. A thousand advance
To rush on and win with thy pitiful lance.





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