Of Tribulation -- these are They,
Denoted by the White.
The Spangled Gowns, a lesser Rank
Of Victors, designate --
All these -- did conquer --
But the Ones who overcame most times --
Wear nothing commoner than Snow --
No Ornament -- but Palms --
"Surrender" -- is a sort unknown
On this Superior soil --
"Defeat", an Outgrown Anguish,
Remembered -- as the Mile
Our panting Ancle barely passed,
When Night devoured the Road --
But we -- stood -- whispering in the House --
And all we said -- was
SAVED!