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EAD, with his harness on him: Rigid and cold and white, Marking the place of the vanguard Still in the ancient fight.

The climber dead on the hill-side, Before the height is won: The workman dead on the building. Before the work is done!

O, for a tongue to utter The words that should be said— Of his worth that was silver, living, That is gold and jasper, dead!