Poem by Walt Whitman

Leaves of Grass. 34. Sands at Seventy. 35. True Conquerors

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.

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4. Leaves of Grass. 35. Good-Bye My Fancy. 7. The Pallid Wreath
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