A glorious triumph. On that day of days br When, standing on the summit's utmost edge br Of my first mountain--top, I viewed the maze br Which I had travelled upwards, ledge on ledge, br And all that wilderness of rock and plain br Rolled at my feet, and, when with heel fast set br On Nature's neck, I knew the giant slain, br My thrall, my prisoner, on the parapet, br I was transfigured. Slowly in me rose br The throb of courage as a sense new born. br ``Even Man,'' I cried, ``Man's self, my foe of foes, br The phantom of my fears, shall feel my scorn br Yet in a nobler war.'' And trembling then br I seemed to stand, I too, a man with men.