Sands at Seventy(三)

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     TO THOSE WHO'VE FAIL'D
     To those who've fail'd, in aspiration vast,
     To unnam'd soldiers fallen in front on the lead,
     To calm, devoted engineers - to over-ardent
     travelers - to pilots on their ships,
     To many a lofty song and picture without recognition
     - I'd rear a laurel-cover'd monument,
     High, high above the rest - To all cut off
     before their time,
     Possess'd by some strange spirit of fire,
     Quench'd by an early death.